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I saw Fat Ham at SF Playhouse about a week ago. I won't talk too much
about it, other than that I really enjoyed it, and if you're in SF, consider
seeing it.
SF Playhouse describes Fat Ham as
Critically acclaimed playwright James Ijames reinvents Shakespeareâs
masterpiece with his outrageously funny Pulitzer winner Fat Ham. Juicy is a
queer, Southern college kid, already grappling with some serious questions of
identity, when the ghost of his father shows up in their backyard, demanding
that Juicy avenge his murder.
Which got me thinking about my (former) Shakespeare rant, which got me thinking
about fanfic, which got me thinking about cultural hunger.
The Shakespeare rant, or, how 2017 Pablo would have reacted
Stealing a line from an ancient Brendan Kiley article, "The greatest
playwright in history has become your enabler and your crutch." I love
Shakespeare, he's great, but: he's overproduced, and my beef is that all the
most imaginative and outlandish adaptations are spent on Shakespeare; I
wish they'd demonstrate this kind of fun attitude for everything.
Not for nothing, it often works: one of my favorite shows in high school was
playing Malvolio in a Disco-and-funk 70's version of Twelfth Night. But
every time I hear someone say "we're doing Hamlet... in space!!!" or "we're
flipping the genders!" or somesuch, I wish they did that for, idk, True West
or The Melancholy Play or create a Frankenplay where half the show is The
Misanthrope and the other half is 4:48 Psychosis. I want Top Gun adapted
for the stage, set in medieval times. Instead of gunfight sequences, I want
horses and jousting tricks. I want bardcore Highway to the Danger Zone. I
want the beach volleyball scene to be a bunch of bearded medieval men
wrestling or something.
This should give you an idea, though it's pretty subpar: someone just downloaded a MIDI file and ran it through MIDI lutes or whatever.
idk, something! Instead we play way too many things straight with no juice,
and save all the creative seasoning for Doth Iambic Pentameter Man.
Generally, I still believe this. I'm tired of Shakespeare! I can enjoy Fat
Ham and things like it. But, beyond Shakespeare... why does everything have to
reimagine one of the same 60 stories? Why can't we create new stories, or base
characters, or worlds? Hadestown, one of the hottest shows on Broadway,
is a re-telling of Orpheus and Euridice. Last summer I saw & Juliet, a takeoff
of Romeo & Juliet. One of the biggest indie games in the last few years,
Hades: we're back on the Greeks.
Fixed points, innovation tokens
I no longer rant about it as much. There's real value of using Shakespeare, even
in basic stagings, and I think it's best illustrated by fanfic.
Why is there so much Harry Potter fanfic? Because if you want to tell, or
read, a story, it's frankly way easier to use a world that's been vetted. We
love things cooked "from scratch," but who the hell wants to grind their own
flour? Worldbuilding from scratch is very hard. As a writer, you can
tell a story a lot more efficiently if you use a world that's already baked; as
a reader, you don't have to allocate new space to learning a brand new world,
its rules, and cast of characters. Both sides can just skip to what this
author is bringing to the table.
In tech we have this idea of "innovation tokens." I frequently argue for
challenging their orthodoxy (1, 2), but it's a sincerely amazing
idea: imagine your creative juices are scarce, like a pile of tokens, and any
creative decision you make "spends" a token. Do you want to spend your tokens on
fancy, strange technical details (like using a weird programming language) or
could you bear to use something established, and leave those tokens on actual
business problems? Usually, it's the latter.1
Similarly, for authors and readers, using a pre-baked story or world means you
can focus your energy and investment on what's new.
It reminded me of this incredible essay by Helen Rosner, looking at what
the then-fresh President Trump's preference for well-done steak smothered in
ketchup. I really can't condense it, it's spectacular writing, you should read
the whole thing, but I'll block out some quotes because nobody ever clicks
external links (emphasis and links in the original):
Trumpâs insistence on well-done meat has been extensively documented; itâs now
as much a part of the manâs mythology as his sine-wave hair and preferred
female silhouette. "It would rock on the plate, it was so well done" is how
Trumpâs butler described his employerâs preferred preparation to the New
York Times.
[...] Youâre free to eat your steak however you like, but Iâm free to see
your choice and understand that it reveals something fundamental about you.
Hereâs a truth about being a human in the world: At their core, all our
experiences are transactions, and all transactions come down to two axes of
belief: How much do I believe that our interaction will harm me, and how much
do I believe that it will better me? When it comes to new experiences, two new
variables enters the model: trust and risk. Are you trying to harm me? Are you
trying to better me? What do I have to lose? What do I have to gain?
All our choices, quotidian and life-altering alike, from picking socks to
having a child, boil down to this calculus of trust and risk. [...] You canât
read a book before you read it. You canât taste the steak before you raise
your fork to your mouth. The trust is that the risk wonât turn out to be a
risk at all, that youâll like what you experience, that your life will be
better for having experienced it. The sales pitch of art is this: Trust me,
there will be a reward.
[...] Adults who wonât eat pink-hearted steaks might lean on any number of
reasons for their position, but almost always it comes down to an aversion to
risk, which is at its core an unwillingness to trust the validity and goodwill
of any experiences beyond the limited sphere of oneâs own. It is â and weâre
talking about steak here, so donât get huffy â a confession of a certain
timidity, a defensiveness, an insecurity. Itâs not just a fear of change,
itâs also a bone-deep fear that the way youâve always done something â the way
that, without outside intervention, you might continue always do it â will
turn out not to have been the best way for you after all. The risk of that
private humiliation can easily outweigh any benefit that could come from your
new, better way. It means that when presented with a risk, you make the choice
not to trust.
Hollywood (and I'd argue most mass-market storytelling culture, a la plays and
video games) are cooking their steaks more well-done than ever. It makes me sad
because, well, it tastes like shit. Also: it makes me feel lonely because I
feel like not enough people notice or care.
I agree with all this. And I love blaming the rich and tasteless (the first
almost always implies the second). But it's always worth remembering, capital is
serving the interests of consumers. Anytime someone pulls up that 80% of CO2
emissions come from just 56 companies as a way to suggest their personal
efforts aren't meaningful, I want to grab them by the shoulders and scream. It's
still because of you (and I)!!
As an example: suppose one of those companies was Tyson meats: this wouldn't
surprise me, since it's very well-studied that greenhouse emissions for factory
farming of animal products are way, way higher than for plants and
agriculture. If Tyson stopped doing all the emission-ey things that would
put them on a carbon producer list, what would happen, actually? They'd stop
producing meat at the prices they do, and people would be pissed!Americans
eat a lot of animal products. Tyson is producing all those emissions
because the public, like you and I, make individual choices every day to
incentivize the companies to provide their services, at those prices. If even
half of America only ate animal products 1 day a week instead of 7, Tyson would
have to scale down operations, and thus, their emissions.
So to the original point: yes, our media landscape sucks and is all adapatations
and sequels because of all those supply-side reasons. And let's pressure (and
shame, and ridicule) those soulless inhuman profit shells at the top into
pretending they care about culture or the customer for a change. But let's also
own our demand side responsibility of this. Consume indie art, in whatever
media. Support original work. Follow a new artist on whatever platform that
medium loves. Try reading fiction with original worldbuilding. Be patient when
shit sucks. Let's cook and eat some rare steak again.
1.^
I know I link out to my other pieces, but I feel compelled to say: in the
context of tech companies, I still have major beef with this narrative as
described. It makes a wonderful story in your head, but the reality is, most
shops will use established tech and still run into unique technical hurdles
they'll need lots of creativity to get out of, and now they're stuck with an
inappropriate stack and a workforce who prioritizes not thinking problems
through.
2.^
Reminder: Wicked is also on a stack of Prior Work pancakes. It's an
adaptation of a Broadway musical, which itself was adapted from a novel, who's
whole schtick was "here's a new story in the world from Wizard of Oz. So
again, we love to recycle đ
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