“Just look at your own plays. The ones that the critics like are the ones where the girls have guns.” That’s what Pulitzer Prize-winning playwright Marsha Norman (The Color Purple, ‘night Mother, Secret Garden) claims that Mel Gussow (New York Times theatre critic) told her. He was primarily referring to the play she wrote about a girl who commits suicide. And ironically, Norman spent the last year writing on Law and Order with a staff full of playwrights and a bunch of gun-filled plotlines.
Why did this catch my eye when reading The Dramatist, a magazine I assume most of you have never seen? Because Norman was asked, “Why is it so hard for women writers?” Dramatists Guild Executive Director and playwright Gary Garrison noted, “In the Guild office last week, we conducted a study to discover how many women were produced in the United States last year in our major regional, Off-Broadway and Broadway theatres. Of all the plays that were done, 80% were done by white men; 20% were done by women, and of that 20%, 3% were women of color.”
There is no dearth of talented female playwrights or of talented female playwrights of color. I’ve read and seen their work, met them, studied with them, encouraged and been encouraged by them. And as far as I can tell, there is a great number of them. I’m curious, actually, what is the percentage of women in the field? Is it close to 50%?
Now I think the intriguing thing is that Marsha Norman replied, “… I do really think that men who run theatre classically want there to be a chase and then some kind of event, and then the thing’s over, right? Whereas women who write plays tend to be not so involved with what the big event is, but what it is that the people know in the story; how the people are led to each other; what they do for each other.”
This really rings true to me, both in my own work and in the work that I love. It’s about how the characters got into their particular situation and how they’re going to find their way out. And it’s less about what they say to each other than how they say it– or, more importantly, what they really mean. That’s just so much more interesting to me than bang, you’re dead. Nothing against Theo and Bang Bang. I think his novel is quite character-driven.
When I shared my newest play, Little Bosnia, with the Crucial Minutiae gang, Ethan mentioned that he’s starting to recognize my voice. “What, what is it?” I wanted to know. I think every writer wants to have a voice, and I’m still not sure I could describe mine. He said that the character talk across each other and then he used some comparison to angles and trajectories. I loved it. I was a little less thrilled to hear the consensus that I need to develop the arc of the play. I’m sure I do. But I also think that my arcs are different than the Aristotelian. Is there room for that? Can a different arc lead to an even more satisfying catharsis?
What about other genres? I’ve heard women lament their scant place in the t.v. writers’ room and the recent uproar from female screenwriters about the reticence to feature female protagonists. What about fiction? Or even non-fiction? Do female writers have an easier time there?
I read this interview in The Dramatists just after watching No Country for Old Men, which almost seems to prove the point about the way a gun automatically creates events (even if it doesn’t have bullets). Courtney mentioned a few weeks ago that she had issues with the ending and wondered if I did too. The answer is yes. It reminded me of the ending of The Sopranos. But now I’m wondering if it was a let-down because it lacked that typical shoot-out, then resolution arc. Based on Marsha Norman’s description of gendered writing, does the gritty Coen brothers film have a feminine ending? I know one thing… I would have found it a hell of a lot more satisfying if that Texas girl had picked up a gosh-dern gun!
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My favorite play lately was August Osage County by Tracy Letts. The Steppenwolf production is on Broadway right now, and the play sprawls in a way you never see anymore – 10+ actors, three acts, 3.5 hours long, dark, funny, honest. The center of the conflict is between women! It’s about the fallout between a rotten matriarch and her three daughters in the wake of their dad’s disappearance. There is some semblance of a mystery to the play – what happened to Dad. But primarily, the play is about unfolding the twisted, mixed up, bitter relationships in this enormous family. Of course, Letts wrote his more traditional small-cast gun/blood/shootemup plays before he could write this one. So maybe it’s a question of getting your foot in the door. . . Women-written plays are definitely lacking in the big houses. Not sure why. For those who have succeeded with non-traditional plays (men and women) it seems like humor is the common thread. If you can get an audience laughing, they will follow you to the gates of hell. Eurydice, for example. Or Jose Rivera’s plays, or Paula Vogel’s.
Great to hear the voice of Sarah Hammond- one of those brilliant women who inspired and encouraged my daughter.
When I started law school over 35 years ago, there were 9 women in a class of over 200 students. To be sure, we do and see things differently than our male counterparts. But- I am an attorney, not a “female attorney.”
That approach has worked for me.
Excellent points, Sarah. I haven’t seen August Osage County, but if Letts can sustain honesty and dark humor for 3.5 hours, I’ll have to check it out. I definitely agree that comedy or even just comic moments in the midst of tragedy can entice audiences to walk through the gates of hell. I’m thinking of the last scene of Lieutenant of Inishmore, when body parts are chopped up onstage and the audience is still laughing. So now I’m also wondering if humor varies by gender in some way– stereotypically, of course.
And as for being a playwright and not a “female playwright,” I don’t know if that’s possible for (female) playwrights today. I do think there’s the opportunity for any writer to go against the conventions typically associated with their gender. When I think of Sarah Kane’s work in the Theatre of Extremes, I wonder if part of the shock value lies in the fact that she was a female playwright. But perhaps it’s counterproductive to even examine that.