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Ruined In
the Democratic Republic of Congo and other parts of Africa there have
been wars going on for more than a decade, the kinds of wars that get
occasional mention in the inner pages of our newspapers even though
millions have been killed and millions more affected. The fighting is
partly over ancient tribal enmities, partly over the simple lust for
power and partly for gain, as whoever controls a region gets to steal
its diamonds, gold and other mineral resources. Lynn Nottage's play
is about a particular horror of these wars, that the battlefield is
frequently the bodies of women, who are routinely raped, enslaved and
mutilated by whichever army, guerrilla force or gang of bandits passes
by, less out of lust than as a demonstration of their power - they do
it because they can and to show everybody that they can. It is a serious and powerful subject, and one that deserves a better play than this. Nottage has
invented a Mother Courage figure, the owner of a village tavern and
brothel who serves with equal hospitality and expectation of profit
whichever army is passing through. The central dark irony of the play
is that her girls are actually better off here than in their home
villages, since there is some control over how the men will mistreat
them. But that point
made, the play has little more to tell us. There isn't a single
character that isn't a stereotype or cliché, a single moment that will
surprise you (unless you have never seen any other play, film or TV
show in your life). We see three of
what we are told are ten whores - the hard-edged, experienced one, the
donkey-like dull one who reads old fashion magazines and dreams of
returning to her village, and the one who retains a core of purity
despite being 'ruined,' so badly mutilated down there that she's of no
use as a whore. Mama Nadi herself
is a hard-nosed money-grubber who, of course, has a heart of gold, and
she comes equipped with the obligatory wooer, a comic figure who
nonetheless loves her sincerely. In the course of
the play at least two armies (It's not always clear who's who) are
going to come and go, a client is going to display his power by
humiliating someone, one of the girls will describe in harrowing detail
the rapes and tortures she experienced, one will get pregnant and botch
an abortion, a happy dance is going to turn into hysterical frenzy as
the girl loses her grip, somebody's husband will show up and be turned
away by his shame-filled wife, Mama's going to make an
uncharacteristically generous (and unbelievable) gesture, the comic
boyfriend is finally going to wear down Mama's resistance as she breaks
down and confesses that all she really wants is a man's love, and the
wars are going to go on. In short,
absolutely nothing that you could not predict, nothing that surprises
you, and very little that feels believable or real. What power the play
has - and it does have some - is borrowed from the factual situation,
not generated by itself. That woman's description of her capture and
abuse (very likely taken verbatim from one of the interviews Nottage
conducted in her research) is indeed horrible, the men's casual
assumption of power over the women is chilling, and there is even some
valid pathos in the wife's refusal to see her husband. But these are
qualities that survive Nottage's dramaturgy, not ones that are
developed or even particularly well presented by it. Director Indhu
Rubasingham keeps things moving, but can't disguise the clichés or even
make clear which group of customers we're seeing in some scenes. (It
may be that the characters as written did have more potential to become
real, in which case the failure is entirely Rubasingham's) Given the
stereotypes that were written or directed for them to play, Jenny Jules
as Mama Nadi and Lucian Msamati as her would-be lover come closest to
making their characters come alive. If Ruined gives
faces to the abstract numbers of newspaper stories and makes them real
to the audience, it will have done its job. But how much better it could
have accomplished that if it had been a better play. Gerald Berkowitz Return to TheatreguideLondon home page. Review - Ruined - Almeida 2010 |
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