Fiston Barek and Jonathan Cullen are brothers in arms (photo: Keith Pattison)
This is a fluent, engaging
play about the relation between faith and life; is faith the foundation
of a life or a bandage on it? This is worked out at the personal level
through Michael, who is a Church volunteer who has a sexual encounter
with a young African man while working for a delegation in Africa. He
attempts to smooth over the contradictions between his private
homosexuality and barely-manageable public heterosexuality by lurching
further into evangelical Christianity which displeases his wife, his
colleagues, and, it seems, the Church. Through him, the play’s asking
whether faith guides us in how to act or whether it is a means of
personal self-oppression.
On the geo-political level, the play
begins with related questions being asked at a meeting of a delegation,
trying to draft a statement on homosexuality on behalf of the worldwide
Anglican communion that can satisfy both the liberals in the American
church and the traditionalists in the African church. The scene asks
whether any faith can possibly smooth over these fundamental
contradictions of belief.
It’s a good topical issue. I’m not sure
what the play is saying, precisely, because there are some lurches of
character development that left me a bit confused. Michael initially
seemed fairly practised at anonymous sexual encounters though he was so
quickly rattled that I presumed this may have been a first time. He is
unnerved - who wouldn’t be? - to discover that Joseph (the young African
guy) has literally turned up on his doorstep but a scene later he is
bringing him food and encouraging him to live in the church basement. At
the end of the play, Michael has refused to go and testify with Joseph
and Joseph goes up alone; why, I’m not sure.
The star of the show is the dialogue
which is overlapping, interrupting, often very funny, and capturing some
of the energy in these debates. He’s generated some new typography to
indicate this which actually makes the page very hard to read: a welter
of columned text, /, *, **, and ^. The production team seem to have
figured it out though because the effect is mainly seamless. Just once
or twice a choreographed uproar seems rehearsed because of the lack of
any similar interventions before it.
In fact, the actual star of the show is Jonathan Cullen as Michael who I remember vividly from Robert Holman’s Rafts and Dreams
at the Theatre Upstairs twenty years ago, where he was performing a
similarly halting and hypernaturalistic role. (I remember thinking as I
watched it that I’d never seen such naturalistic acting in my life.)
Here he’s stammering, awkward, given to bursts of messianic enthusiasm,
cringing postcolonial fear, and, at one memorable moment, desperately
failed attempt at arousal. Fiston Barek’s Joseph is impressive too,
switching in a moment between charming gracefulness and vengeful
threats.
The structure of the play is 5 scenes.
The first is a large ensemble scene. Scenes 2 and 3 are largely
two-handers. Scene 4 is a small ensemble that becomes a two-hander.
Scene five is mainly a 4-hander. The scenes are located in a conference
room in a posh African hotel; a bedroom in the same hotel; Michael’s
living room with his wife Shelly; an office in Michael’s workplace; and
the basement of Michael’s local church. I would the events cover around
six months but I’m not sure.
There are a couple of clunky bits of
plotting. When Joseph comes in to deliver coffee in scene one, the
delegates are told to close their eyes becomes they are supposed to be
sequestered and have no contact with outsiders during their discussions.
This principle is followed to the letter but not the spirit since at
least two of the characters engage in fairly substantial conversation
with Joseph. It seems more likely that it’s there so that the characters
won’t immediately recognise him in scene 5 though that itself doesn’t
really seem necessary. (Who’d necessarily recognise a hotel porter, six
months later?)
It does create one of a series of
telling images that centre each scene. In scene 1 it’s all the churchmen
and women standing with their eyes closed; in scene 3 a Bible is thrown
across a room; in scene 4 Michael attempts to have sex with Shelly on a
table covered in religious printwork; in scene 5, Joseph and three
churchmen sit around a nursery school table on nursery school chairs. In
1 and 5, there’s something witty about the unsuitedness of the church
to the present world. In 3 & 4, it’s a clash between faith and
desire.
I was intrigued to see how sympathetic Michael was. You might have thought that the atmosphere of colonialist exploitation, his being a rather fervent Christian, and a businessman, and a closeted gay man would be enough to make him a figure of derision but, helped by Cullen’s strong performance, you feel for him for the most part.