{"id":3108,"date":"2010-09-09T16:44:48","date_gmt":"2010-09-09T20:44:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/?p=3108"},"modified":"2010-09-09T16:44:48","modified_gmt":"2010-09-09T20:44:48","slug":"a-bedlam-of-vision","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/2010\/09\/a-bedlam-of-vision\/","title":{"rendered":"A “Bedlam” of vision"},"content":{"rendered":"

“Doctors, patients, poets, Christians and cannibals” are what the program for “Bedlam”, Nell Leyshon’s new play, promises. \u00a0The first female-written play ever to be produced for Shakespeare’s Globe Theatre focuses on Bedlam Mad Hospital, an institution whose practices are drenched as much in sex, exploitation and alcohol as in science. \u00a0Visionary? \u00a0Maybe. \u00a0Crazy? \u00a0Absolutely.<\/p>\n

The central plot revolves around Dr. Sidney Carew, a “mad doctor” who typically treats patients with a mixture of leeches, solitary confinement and contempt. \u00a0It’s only when a new governor with some modern ideals comes to town that the doctor’s methods begin to be questioned. \u00a0As Carew’s questionable sanity and alcoholism are brought to light, we begin to wonder if the “mad doctor” is, in fact, mad himself. \u00a0All this time, we see a few separate plot threads take shape- one regarding May, a beautiful, crazed country girl apparently tipped into madness after the departure of her beloved “Billy”, and another detailing the strange pseudo-sexual rapport between Laurence, a self-proclaimed genius playwrite, and Gardenia, presumably his former mistress. \u00a0Intriguing? \u00a0It certainly should be, but what could (or should) have been a probing examination of sanity, sexuality, and ethics in medicine quickly devolves into a mismash of conflicting messages and mindless staging. \u00a0What’s most disappointing, though, is the fact that not a single character or plot is developed to its potential.<\/div>\n
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Throughout the play we see a cast of colorful and crazy characters, many of them immediately interesting and compelling (a mad painter who’s violently obsessed with capturing the likeness of a beautiful but insane patient- what’s not to like?), parade vulgarly around the stage. \u00a0Leyshon conceives these characters to inhabit her Bedlam Hospital but she seems to have stopped there- the only character in whom we see any sort of change or development is Dr. Carew as he tumbles further into madness. \u00a0By the end of the play, May, the beautiful, insane patient, is still every bit as beautiful and every bit as insane. \u00a0Laurence is still as self-infatuated as he is when we first see him. \u00a0Billy is still naive. \u00a0The governor is still an unbelievable Disney-inspired Prince Charming. \u00a0The painter, from whose first scene I was excited about and attached to, is forgotten and unexplored. \u00a0It’s as if Leyshon didn’t get the memo. \u00a0She has a device (portraiture) through which to develop something really, truly poignant: \u00a0at what point does physical beauty lose out to inward ugliness? can art drive someone to insanity? should obsession be followed or suppressed? \u00a0There are so many routes that could’ve been taken here. \u00a0Instead, the painter is dragged into a cell early in the second act and not heard from again. \u00a0What a waste.<\/div>\n
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To make matters worse, the thematic concerns of the play are almost as muddled and confused as the staging (which isn’t helped by the fact that the lights at the Globe are permanently fixed). \u00a0Leyshon’s primary motives are obvious- she wants to shed light on the humanity of the so-called “mad”, and on the inhumanity of how they are dealt with. \u00a0It’s a perfectly noble aim. \u00a0There’s even a point at which Tom O’Bedlam, a patient, gives a rather beautiful soliloquy pleading with the audience not to forget the man he once was.<\/div>\n
The problem is, (warning- about to give away the ending) the laughable final scene in which a blindly infatuated Billy marries May, who is still hearing voices and talking to birds, thematically contradicts Tom’s speech entirely. \u00a0There is absolutely no humanity in May. \u00a0Her madness is even used as a device of humor during what should be the emotional climax of the play. \u00a0“Let’s all laugh at the stupid crazy people” is not, I think, what Leyshon intended the lingering message of her play to be. \u00a0But that’s what I came away from it with. \u00a0I’ll give it this- the play had its funny moments. \u00a0The rapport between Gardenia and Laurence was well-written. \u00a0But I can’t forgive Bedlam for kicking to the curb the beautiful and complex paths it could’ve easily taken.<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

“Doctors, patients, poets, Christians and cannibals” are what the program for “Bedlam”, Nell Leyshon’s new play, promises. \u00a0The first female-written play ever to be produced for Shakespeare’s Globe Theatre focuses on Bedlam Mad Hospital, an institution whose practices are drenched as much in sex, exploitation and alcohol as in science. \u00a0Visionary? \u00a0Maybe. \u00a0Crazy? \u00a0Absolutely. The […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":424,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[6693],"tags":[6774,1501,15238],"class_list":["post-3108","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-2010-patrick","tag-bedlam","tag-shakespeares-globe","tag-theatre"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3108","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/424"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3108"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3108\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3108"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3108"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3108"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}