Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Barefoot in the Park

The thing about Samantha was
She only feared one thing:

Panels

She hated being on panels

And when you’re an Artistic Director
You wind up on a lot of panels

So, what she would do
Is bring me with her
As a resident acting company member
To sort of buffer her
And give her a little support, you know?

Very sisterly
I liked it
I always went
I’m very supportive
Blah blah blah—anyway

We were doing Barefoot in the Park
This was in 2000
It was our thirty-seventh season
And yes, that year was sort of a safe year

Before 9/11
Before doing a ‘safe year’ in theater
Was the only thing you could do

Back when it was still acceptable
To have girls getting topless onstage
And, you know, whole plays about sodomy
And whatever

Back when we could still do the fun stuff

Anyway, we’re on this panel
About, I don’t remember really
I think it was—Art vs. The Mainstream
Something like that
And someone stood up
And right away, I’m going—

Shit—angry lesbian

Not that I dislike lesbians
I actually WAS a lesbian in the 90’s
But I know that a lesbian
In an open forum
Is not a good idea

So I shoot Samantha a look
But she clearly is thinking she can handle
Whatever’s coming her way

That was Sam for you

She never saw the hammer
Until it was already nailing her
Into the ground

The angry lesbian asks why we’re doing
Some bullshit Neil Simon comedy
When we could be doing actual, meaningful
Plays

And she says Plays
So that you could actually hear
The capital ‘P’ in front of it

Well Samantha gets all flustered
And starts to say something about
What Neil Simon has meant to the American Theater
Which is like saying you should still do lobotomies
Because they play an important part
In the history of medicine

I grab the microphone
And ask this woman if she’s ever run a theater
And she says ‘No’
And then she says to me
With this really sarcastic edge—

‘But I’m sure you’re going to tell me how hard it is’

And I say, ‘No, I could never tell you that.  You’d have to do it yourself to see how hard it is.’

‘But,’ I say, ‘What I CAN tell you is that it’s a lot harder than criticizing the people who do it.’

That was the end of the open forum

Afterwards, Samantha and I went out for drinks
And she was still rattled

I told her not to worry about the angry lesbian
But she couldn’t help it
Samantha shouldn’t have been an Artistic Director
It was too important to her that everybody like her

She should have been a politician

‘What if we SHOULD be doing more meaningful work,’ she asked me

I said, ‘Sam, you’re doing what the Board is telling you to do, and that’s keep the doors open.  Neil Simon keeps the doors open.  Arthur Miller keeps them open.  Musicals keep them open.  Once they’re open you can do other things, but for now, you just have to keep them open.  You don’t have to feel guilty about that.’

Did I like doing Barefoot in the Park?

No, I didn’t

But it’s not about what I like

Everyone says their goal is to be a professional actor
And to be successful
And to do art
And to make money
And to be happy

You can’t have all of it, you know?

You do Neil Simon and you pay your rent
Or you do old Russian plays
And you croak

I’m not hard
I’m not cynical
I like to eat

People judge you for that
Artists
Sometimes it feels like they judge you for eating

It bothered Sam
It never bothered me

You have to eat

You do the art when you can
In the meantime
You work

You have to think of it
And treat it
Like work

Before anything else
You have to work

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