Girl interrupted
Adrienne Kennedy's surreal remembrance
by Carolyn Clay
THE OHIO STATE MURDERS, By Adrienne Kennedy. Directed by Marcus Stern. Set design by Molly Hughes.
Costumes by Viola Mackenthun. Lighting by John Ambrosone. Sound by Christopher
Walker. With Denise Nicholas, Malinda Walford, John Douglas Thompson, William
Church, Kibi Anderson, and Lou Connolly Coleman. Presented by the American
Repertory Theatre New Stages at the Hasty Pudding Theatre through April 16.
The Ohio State Murders is stretched taut across a Harvard University
stage. Adrienne Kennedy's one-act mystery is a memory play of things that
didn't happen, and of things that did, to a young woman going off to college in
1949, one of 300 African-Americans on a campus of 27,000. An exorcism in the
guise of a lecture, the lyrical, fragmentary work translates fear, ostracism,
and emotional violence into a murder plot and the specter of the university,
with its beckoning knowledge and racist betrayal, into a paleface professor
with a passion for literature and a heart of darkness. As put forward by
director Marcus Stern in a swath of subtle agitation, the play is brief but
compelling. And it provides a rare opportunity to experience a work by the
much-admired but little-produced Kennedy, who has been a force in American
theater since her Funnyhouse of a Negro won an Obie in 1964.
The Ohio State Murders, which was unveiled in 1992, stems from a
visit Kennedy made to her alma mater almost 40 years after saying "Goodbye,
Columbus." In the theater piece, Kennedy alter ego Suzanne Alexander, an
African-American writer of note, returns to the Ohio campus to discuss "violent
imagery" in her work: "bloodied heads, severed limbs, dead father, dead Nazis,
dying Jesus," as she matter-of-factly rattles them off before launching a tale
of trauma that explains why she didn't becoming Lorraine Hansberry.
The work was to have ended the 1995-'96 Signature Theatre season devoted to
Kennedy (the New York-based troupe concentrates on a single playwright each
year), as part of a larger bill of Suzanne Alexander plays (a suite of four
works that feature a character of that name). That production fell through when
the lead actress withdrew. The American Repertory Theatre New Stages production
manages to hold on to its Suzanne Alexander, film and television actress and
writer Denise Nicholas (of the small-screen In the Heat of the Night),
who, standing at a podium stage right, spins a cocoon of unrufflement around
the play's disturbing events, which are caught like snapshots on the severely
raked stage behind her. The one-hour work does make for a somewhat skimpy
evening. But like the upcoming ART transfer of the Súgán Theatre
Company production of Conor McPherson's St. Nicholas, it's a testament
to the potency of storytelling. And like St. Nicholas, it employs a
narrative that's lurid on the surface to tell a darker, subtler tale.
Kennedy's influences include giants of literature, popular arts, and African
culture; Thomas Hardy, Alfred Hitchcock, and African Nationalist writer and
philosopher Frantz Fanon all figure in The Ohio State Murders, along
with actual events from the playwright's life. In her talk, the present-day
Alexander tells of coming to a barely desegregated Ohio State, as Kennedy did,
and being barred from majoring in English. She describes in detail the
"geography" of the university, which "made me anxious." In fact, various
aspects of campus life both compelled and repelled her, as is evinced in the
jumpy flashbacks by the fear and fascination of her younger self (Malinda
Walford), a shy young woman seduced by a young instructor's urbane, emotional
readings from Tess of the d'Urbervilles and Le Morte Darthur. In
Alexander's tale, her expulsion from school is followed by the mysterious
murder of one of her twin daughters (who were born out of wedlock). Whereupon
the exclusion and discomfort she had experienced in a white-dominated dormitory
(she was so tense that she wound her curlers until her scalp bled) explode into
full-blown fantasies of death and persecution that "singed the ends of the
mind." In a pre-feminist nod, her rescuer is the tall, silent Fanon look-alike
who would become her husband. (Kennedy's ex, Joseph, is Fanon's biographer.)
As written, Kennedy's play evolves in sudden or dreamy flashback as Alexander
rehearses her speech in the stacks of an OSU library. Director Stern places it
in the context of the lecture itself, with us as the student audience. I found
Stern's production, with its stark stylization and Alice in Wonderland
metaphors for entrapment and escape, masterful. The direction is abetted by
John Ambrosone's bold, oft-red lighting and Christopher Walker's sound design,
which moves from anxious percolation to ethereal sadness, mixing in sirens, gun
shots, and such period snippets as "Happy Talk" from that more benign treatment
of racism, South Pacific. And always there is Nicholas's Alexander,
dignified and even diffident, as she calmly narrates the nightmare that would
turn her into a writer -- or a zombie. The story of "the ravine murder"
followed by those of the title puts a too-pat face on the source of "violent
imagery" in Alexander/Kennedy's work. But the real source is there, like bones
beneath the skin, and you don't need an X-ray to see it.