A Theatre of Love: Where Have All the Catholic Artists Gone? (Pt. 3)

A Theatre of Love: Where Have All the Catholic Artists Gone? (Pt. 3) June 26, 2018

This past weekend, I had the opportunity to be part of the Second Annual Sheen Center Theater Festival of Catholic Playwrights.

I talked a little bit about that here, but the question that kept coming up – as it always comes up – is “What is ‘Catholic theatre?'”  Or perhaps: “What is ‘Catholic art?'”  Why even specify that the art or the theatre is Catholic at all?

Here are some of my thoughts.

A Theatre of Hope

The festival presented three full-length productions and four excerpts, all from Catholic playwrights or theatre companies, including my own.

The offerings were massively diverse, ranging from:

  • A one-woman intense drama about the genocide in Rwanda (Magis Theatre)
  • A classic American dramedy, The Rainmaker (Storm Theatre)
  • A comic book inspired Latino family play (by Matt Barbot)
  • A heart-wrenching look at the fatal repercussions of violence and grief (by Colleen Murphy)
  • A neo-Restoration farce in rhyming couplets about emotional infidelity (by yours truly)
  • A Shakspearean sequel about two widows discovering their autonomy (also by yours truly)

One element that pervaded every offering, whether modern or classic, whether tragic or comical, was a sense of hope.  That no matter how dire things got – genocide, school shootings, adultery, or just plain everyday old toxic relationships – this was not the end.

We were made for something better.

Comedy, then, is when we become who we were supposed to be; tragedy is when we miss it.

Compare this to some of the nihilistic stories this last century has afforded.  Comedy becomes absurdism when life is merely chaotic.  Tragedy is the attempt to live when life is bereft of meaning.

Very different from the Catholic imagination.  For example, even one of the “darkest” plays, Murphy’s The December Man, which begins with an elderly couple committing suicide after the loss of their son, cycles backwards in time to the moment their son first encountered trauma in a school shooting – and a family reunited, and the words: “You’re safe now.”

The modern play would go forwards in time and see no way out of this valley of tears.  The Catholic play doesn’t grow maudlin or trite about the very real suffering of this world, but even while looking frankly at pain, the Catholic play still hopes.

A Theatre of Faith

During the Q&A on the first night, one of the more interesting questions was how we playwrights introduced the concept of prayer in our work.

I was immediately transported to think of one of my favorite prayer-soliloquies in the canon, which is – perhaps surprisingly – Claudius’ attempt at confession in Hamlet.  That speech may not, at first glance, look like a prayer.  And it certainly isn’t “effective,” insofar as Claudius admits his prayer was selfish and therefore should not be answered – but the prayer is revealing.  It’s a frank conversation with God; and in touching that divinity, it reveals the truth of the supplicant to himself.  As Claudius says in that speech: “There, there is no hiding.”

Something I appreciate about Catholic plays is that when they do involve faith, it’s organic.  The characters just are Catholic (or Christian, or Jewish, or Muslim, or pagan, or nothing), and that permeates the characters’ expletives and reasoning and social expectations.

For a Catholic, faith is not something layered on; it’s something that is breathed.

Faith – or more properly – the way we live out our faith, or fail to live it out – is also fair game for the Catholic storyteller.  Both my plays criticized those who either weaponize religion, or who buy into “magical thinking” about faith.

For example, all the characters in The Merry Widows of Windsor are Catholic-Christian, and their strongest oath is “saints be praised!”  But our villain, Francis Ford – the not-quite-as-dead-as-we-all-thought husband of our protagonist, Alice Ford – has a distorted view of religion as a way of dealing with his own low self-esteem; using “faith” to justify his own gaslighting and possessiveness.  (Rather like this fellow Patheos columnist points out.) As Alice says in the beginning, in describing his jealousy, “He became obsessed with every chastity but his.”  And through the course of the play, Alice wrestles with what it means to have been a good wife to a bad husband.  Read the full play here.

Or take my play-in-progress, The Other, Other Woman, set in a very Catholic France, where problems arise largely because some of the protagonists seeking virtue have fallen prey to “magical thinking” about the sacraments.  A prosperity Gospel that believes that following the commandments will protect you from all suffering and temptation.  Or that God has no love for sinners, only saints.  (Read the scene here!  Becomes public on June 29th.)

In short:

Catholic theatre is unafraid to point out when we fail in our faith.

The religious hypocrite is everywhere.  Flannery O’Connor wrote almost exclusively about them.  But once again the difference is that we point out hypocrisy because it is a lie about the truth.  Because it is a diminishment of reality.

Because it keeps us from the fullness of Love.

A Theatre of Love

A truly Catholic play, I believe, must have a deep, abiding love for all the characters shown on the stage.

No matter whether their life choices are good or bad or silly or serious or everything inbetween.  A good Catholic play reaffirms that here on the stage before us were people worthy of being loved.  And this, for a moment, is their story – as messy as that may become.

I’ll let the reporter from Catholic New York sum up what I said:

Emily C.A. Snyder, Artistic Director and co-founder of Turn to Flesh Productions, spoke about her experience working in Catholic theatre. “We wanted our company to be a little more covertly Catholic rather than overtly Catholic…When you say ‘we’re doing a Catholic show,’ people don’t show, including Catholics,” she said to chuckles from the audience.

How, then, do “Catholic shows” gain recognition and become a universal genre? The answer, once again, is by speaking the truth. Ms. Snyder said, “You can show completely, vastly different worldviews and so long as you’re showing them honestly, and giving each part of the argument truth, then everyone can come and listen.”

Catholic theatre isn’t theatre for Catholics only. “Yeah, we’re Catholic; that means you’re welcome. We’re Catholic; that means I love you. I love you, you’re welcome and I want you here,” Ms. Snyder said.

Read the full article at Catholic New York here.

Bad “religious” art judges, or preaches, or creates further rifts of “us” and “them.”  We hate bad “religious” art because it is a lie.  Because God’s grace is far more generous than that, and the world is far more messy.

But genuine Catholic art, or let us say, any art which is truly excellent – no matter the private beliefs of the inventor – will invite us to remember for a moment that the person sitting next to us is, in fact, our neighbor.  And that we don’t know the intimate workings of another human’s heart – we may not even understand our own.  And that, ultimately, there is something wonderful and fearful about we silly, silly human beings.

Something worth cherishing.

Someone who cherishes us.

Go forth.  And make something True.

Photo courtesy of Joel Weber.  Pictured: Emily C. A. Snyder at Tale As Old As Time.

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