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The Blacks: A Clown Show

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Let me start off by saying that Jean Genet's "The Blacks" isn't for everyone. It's a very abstract work that demands patience from the reader. It's a play within a play so there are lots of times when you are not sure when the characters are addressing themselves or the audience. That being said Genet originally wrote the play (In French) as an assault against French Colonialism in Africa in the 1950's.....However "The Blacks" most famous production came in New York in 1961. Directed by Gene Frankel and starring Roscoe Lee Browne, James Earl Jones, Lou Gossett Jr., Cicely Tyson, and Maya Angelou "The Blacks" ushered in a whole new era of black actors in America. This version of the play contains between 10 and 15 pictures of that New York production. The pictures alone are more than worth the price of the book!

The single star is for this edition, not the play itself, which is Genet's only true theatrical masterpiece--as his true masterpieces are otherwise his novels. PAGE 120 OF THE BOOK IS BLANK! That's right, so stay away from this one until a new printing comes out. I contacted the publisher personally, and all current copies share the defect. No date has been set for a reprint. I would commend the original French to able readers. The play contains notable amounts of prose poetry that translations tend to butcher--as they also, for some mysterious reason, tend to do the play's emotional impact; the French is much more touching.

Recently, in reviewing the text for the play "The Maids" by French writer and playwright, Jean Genet, I write the following first two paragraphs that apply to an appreciation of the play under review , The Blacks", as well:

"There was a time when I would read anything the playwright Jean Genet wrote, especially his plays. The reason? Well, for one thing, the political thing that has been the core of my existence since I was a kid, his relationship to the Black Panthers when they were being systematically lionized by the international white left as the "real" revolutionaries and systematically liquidated by the American state police apparatus that was hell-bend on putting every young black man with a black beret behind bars, or better, as with Fred Hampton, Mark Clark and long list of others, dead. Genet, as his autobiographical "Our Lady Of The Flowers" details came from deep within a white, French version of that same lumpen "street" milieu from which the Panthers were recruiting. Thus, kindred spirits.

That kindred "street" smart relationship, of course, was like catnip for a kid like me who came from that same American societal intersection, the place where the white lumpen thug elements meet the working poor. I knew the American prototype of Jean Genet, up close and personal, except, perhaps, for his own well-publicized homosexuality and that of others among the dock-side toughs that he hung around with. So I was ready for a literary man who was no stranger to life's seamy side. His play "The Maids" was the first one I grabbed (and I believe the first of his plays that I saw performed)."

As I have mentioned elsewhere once I "discover" a writer I tend to read through everything else that he or she has written to see if there is anymore gold in store. That is the case here. In a race-driven and obsessed society like America, notwithstanding a current black president, the question of the relationship, for good or evil but mainly evil, between blacks and whites necessarily has to dominate the central societal drama. Many black writers, including James Baldwin or Richard Wright, have been very sensitive to that need to blacks to "wear" a mask around whites. That a French writer, immersed in white waterfront and prison lumpen culture could capture that same idea in a sharply symbolic (read the direction instructions) play is another matter.

This play, unlike "The Maid", reaches way down to a place where most play-goings, black and white, do not want to go. And that tells the tale here. I will wonder out loud how today's audience, spoon-fed on the notion of a "post-racial" society, would react. More simply put, this is the difference between Malcolm X's racial truth and Martin Luther King's. Enough said.


Note: If you look at the above linked "Wikipedia" entry for "The Blacks" you will realize that the first performances of this play was a very important part of the acting careers of many black performers, including James Earl Jones. I have seen this play but without the star-studded cast of the original performances.