From The Editor's Desk:
Proof that we shouldn’t let sleeping giants lie. Ironically, An Enemy of the People has been condescended to as the runt among Henrik Ibsen’s masterpieces, dismissed by critics as a didactic potboiler penned by the dramatist to deal with his anger over the public hoo-ha that greeted Ghosts’ attack on moral hypocrisy. Does anyone doubt that the climate crisis propelled the successful Broadway production of the 1882 script? Thomas Stockmann — fighting to assert scientific fact against an army of self-interested deniers — has come into his own. The protagonist is a truth-teller (the issue is water pollution, and there are lives at stake) and he is besieged from every ideological side to stay silent: by politicos, businessmen, journalists, spreaders of disinformation (19th century version), and the solid majority. Ibsen, who admired rebels, would not have had a problem with Extinction Rebellion’s recent disruption of a performance of Enemy (during the town hall scene!) at NYC’s Circle in the Square Theatre. Theatergoers deserve a taste of reality: the prognosis for the earth’s health — and society’s will to protect it — has darkened considerably in nearly a century and a half.
Unsurprisingly, productions of Enemy have been springing up around the globe, though not in New England. In 2017 I reviewed a very fine staging at Yale Rep. Barrington Stage Company’s 2014 production of Arthur Miller’s 1950 version of Enemy only underlined Ibsen’s theatrical genius. Miller idealizes Stockmann, painting him as an angelic victim of proto-McCarthyism. Ibsen’s surly anti-hero preaches an ersatz brand of Nietzschean elitism: the noble few should lead; the powerful should be discarded and the rabble castigated. Stockmann is a comic turn on a trait that will turn tragic (or tragicomic) in the Ibsen plays to follow: the megalomania that comes when you think you have the power of the truth (or nobility) on your side.
When it comes to their programming, Boston’s theaters follow where New York leads. Perhaps we will see a production of Enemy here? Be still my beating heart. My advice is not to stage the original, or the Miller adaptation, but to take a hint from Scottish playwright Kieran Hurley’s provocative 2021 update, The Enemy. Here Stockmann is a woman, and we are in a high tech world of cell phones and character assassination via social media. As for Ibsen’s expose of corruption, opportunistic cowardice, capitalistic self-destruction, self-deluded demagoguery, and rampant environmental degradation, no updating is necessary.
—Bill Marx, Editor-in-Chief
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Bill Marx
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Hi Bill--remember the Clamshell Alliance? The last time I tried out for a professional show was an "anti-nuclear troupe" production of "Enemy of the People. The audition process lasted two weeks. Then we were called in for rehearsals but still weren't assigned parts, except for Stockmann, who was being played by an actor who seemed better suited to Sheridan Whiteside. The rehearsal consisted of trying to read through while he suggested changes to the script, which were all accepted. When he got "whited sepulcher" approved, I insisted that the director tell me which part I'd have. He responded, "It's not that kind of production." I headed for the door. It was Geronimo Sands doing Ibsen...