That obscure object of fulfillment.
Frontain, Raymond-Jean
Some Men
by Terrence McNally
Second Stage Theatre, New York
"I WANT to kill myself sometimes when I think I'm the
only person in the world and the part of me that feels that way is
trapped inside this body that only bumps into other bodies without ever
connecting with the only person in the world trapped inside of
them," Johnny agonizes in Terrence McNally's Frankie and
Johnny in the Claire de Lune (1987). "We gotta connect. We just
have to. Or we die."
The life-or-death importance of human interconnection, and the
insecurities that create hindrances to satisfying relationships, are at
the heart of McNally's dramaturgy. "I cannot hear through
walls or ... partitions!" Chloe complains in Lips Together, Teeth
Apart (1991), having spent the play asking of her husband in the next
room, "Did you say something?" Similarly, in a recurring gag
in A Perfect Ganesh (1993), two American travelers in India are
exasperated to discover there's no one on the line whenever they
answer a constantly ringing telephone. Yet one of the most moving
moments in McNally's Love! Valour! Compassion! (1994) occurs when
six gay men, outlandishly dressed in tulle and feathered headdresses,
rehearse the "Pas des Cynges" from Tchaikovsky's Swan
Lake for an AIDS benefit. As the men cross arms, join hands, and dance
en pointe across the stage, they parodically re-enact the medieval Dance
of Death, a reminder of the universality of mortality. In McNally's
appropriation of the motif, however, the men's forming of a
community in the face of death becomes an emblem of the love, valor, and
compassion with which gays might negotiate the terror of AIDS (this was
before protease inhibitors).
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"Only connect," one man in a gay chat room volunteers to
another in McNally's new play, Some Men (which completed its
limited run in New York in late April and is certain to become a staple
of the regional gay theater circuit). Unfortunately, his
correspondent's recognition of gay novelist E. M. Forster as the
source of the quote fails to guarantee a bond between the two men. The
play, which is a series of vignettes of American gay life from 1922 to
the present framed by the events at a gay wedding, readily admits to the
difficulties of finding a satisfying relationship: sexual chemistry may
not be present when other elements of attraction are; personal
insecurities such as a fear of social disapproval or a reluctance to
limit oneself to just one sexual partner become barriers to engagement;
gay self-loathing proves a bell jar that suffocates the most promising
relationship. Thus, in one of the play's most poignant scenes, a
1930's Harlem club performer narrates his relationship with a
self-loathing composer that resulted in the song "Ten Cents a
Dance." And in one of the play's most hilarious scenes, a pair
of Queer Studies majors from Vassar is offended to learn that a
long-married couple did not feel oppressed in pre-Stonewall America
("It was different then. We didn't make so much of a fuss....
We just wanted to be happy").
The power of McNally's play lies in the subtle ways that gay
men do connect despite such obstacles. Most obviously, this happens
through sex: a blowjob is "a sensual metaphor for mutual
acceptance," one character explains to another in an earlier
McNally play. The humor of Some Men is at its wryest when the same
pickup line is used in a mid-1970's bathhouse and an internet chat
room thirty years later. Conversations in the play abound with allusions
to Tennessee Williams, Walt Whitman, Cole Porter, Lorenz Hart, and the
films of Bette Davis. And whether gay men are gathering in a Harlem club
in the 1930's or in a piano bar on the night of Judy Garland's
funeral, music offers a shared history, a way of relating to one another
emotionally, a vernacular that encourages bonding.
McNally's dramaturgy in Some Men reveals an even more subtle
form of connection in what seems initially to be a pastiche of loosely
connected, historically organized scenes but turns out to contain
multiple connections unanticipated by the audience. Bernie, a closeted gay man who came out to his wife in the 1960's and whose journey to
self-acceptance is mapped across several scenes, turns out to be the
grandson of the Irish immigrant chauffeur whose Depression-era
relationship with his financier employer was dramatized earlier in the
play. The hustler with whom Bernie had his first gay sexual experience
appears in a later scene as the guest of a supposedly homophobic
athletic club member, suggesting that the man's virulently anti-gay
comments are a mask for his own repressed desire. Later in life, the
hustler becomes an influential Milton scholar who dies of AIDS and
proves to have been a close friend of the men interviewed by the
self-righteous Vassar undergraduates (one of whom subsequently attends a
group therapy session where he awkwardly confesses his attraction to an
older AIDS activist). The black partner of Bernie's son mentions an
uncle who owned a nightclub in 1930's Harlem. And another
participant in the gay therapy group mentions a drag queen uncle whom
the audience recognizes from a scene set on the night of Stonewall.
Thus, far from living separate, disconnected lives in different cities
and decades, the "some men" of the title function as colored
pieces of glass in the constantly changing kaleidoscope of modern gay
life: names and circumstances may differ, but a desire for connection
makes us one.
Stumbling into a piano bar on the night of Stonewall, an outspoken
drag queen from Long Island named Archie (a.k.a. "Roxie")
confronts the divide that exists between gay men who wear "Shetland
wool and musk oil" and those who dress as women. Catching herself
answering one form of prejudice with another, Archie ponders: "We
live in these little personal boxes and we break free only to find
ourselves in a bigger box. I can break free for the rest of my life and
still be in a box." Before leaving to join his fellow drag queens
rioting in the street, Archie sings a haunting a cappella version of
"Over the Rainbow" in honor of the late, lamented Judy
Garland, in the process framing the conundrum addressed by
McNally's play. Gays may break out of one box by winning the legal
right to marry, but as important as it will be to celebrate and protect
such a form of connection, marriage will not be a panacea. Rather,
we'll simply find ourselves facing new, increasingly more
complicated problems in our relationships. This, McNally poignantly
suggests, is the paradox of the ongoing struggle to connect:
relationships promise a kind of happiness that seems present but remains
maddeningly just beyond our reach--somewhere over the rainbow. Forever
eluding us yet leading us perpetually forward, the hope of connection
dares us to discover a state that is, in the words of one of the
play's characters, "beyond marriage."
Raymond-Jean Frontain is the editor of Reclaiming the Sacred: The
Bible in Gay and Lesbian Culture.