Years ago, in the first playwriting group I belonged to, a
colleague made a comment that he couldn’t believe that a character in the scene
being critiqued would do a particular act, whatever it was (I don’t remember
the specifics). The author of the scene,
a young writer, protested saying, “of course he would; it happened to me!” as
if that pronouncement would make the critic come to his senses. Unfortunately, the young writer did not
understand that, in writing, reality is no defense. It’s irrelevant that the given action or
moment was grounded in a real event. The
writer simply had not succeeded in recreating the event, or motivating the
character, so that the theatrical version of the true moment was credible. The writer needed to understand that the
moment just wasn’t working, regardless of its basis in his life.
Also years ago, while I was at T. Schreiber Studio, we were
beginning rehearsal for the first of my plays to be produced, a play called
Casino. I had been jumped while in an Atlantic City casino by
an irate casino patron who accused me of stealing thousands of dollars in chips
from him. A case of mistaken
identity. After I was cleared and returned home, my reaction was to
turn this traumatic experience into a play. When it was completed, I very freely let it be known around the
studio that the play was based on this awful experience that happened to me
(probably subconsciously seeking sympathetic outrage that something like that
should befall such a nice guy like me).
Anyway, on the first day of rehearsal we had the customary
sit-around-a-table reading by the cast. After
the script reading was concluded, there was this spontaneous burst of
enthusiasm and animated chatter among the actors.
I was thrilled. In that moment of
excitement, one of the actors commented that the character of Joe was a real
jerk. Almost instantly an embarrassed
hush came over the table. Like the
toppling of dominoes, heads turned in my direction as each actor in
turn recalled that the character of Joe was based on me. I quickly assured the cast that I was not
offended, and that they needed to feel free to say whatever they wanted and to
do their work without inhibition. The
uncomfortable moment dissipated, but I had hard time shaking the suspicion that
some of the actors were being careful around me.
The bottom line is this: the
surest way to protect oneself against candid and constructive, if stinging,
criticism and feedback is to let it be known that the work is based on your
life. That will quickly discourage many
from offering honest criticism and it will insulate you from feedback you might need
to hear.
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