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A Chinese Meal of a Play
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15093 |
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THE ARTS
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4 / 1989 |
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Herb Greer
Herb Greer is an American writer and playwright who lives in
Britain and on the Continent. |
One of the great Puritan curses on the arts and entertainment is the glum necessity of making them useful or uplifting, an extension of some middle-class self-improvement program. It follows that if something shallow, trivial, or fatuous becomes very popular, the success must be justified in terms of culture, given the robes of these metaphysical spooks which haunt the lecture rooms of university arts departments, and are eventually displayed in the literary or coffee-table sections of chic bookshops. Almost anything can be made into a cultural totem, and often is: Marilyn Monroe, for instance, and subway graffiti have become the objects of solemn attention from people who should have better things to do with their time.
Mark Of The Philistine
The honest declaration "I know what I like" has become the mark of the philistine; liking is not enough, it is to be derided. One must see into the cultural depth, and sense the place of a "work" in the great scheme of things. This has been known to happen even when a picture or a film or a play is deliberately designed for people who, innocently, know what they like. One has to think only of the elevation of gangster films into the category of films maudits, or of the risibly over-solemn treatment of essentially lightweight playwrights like Harold Pinter and Tom Stoppard.
Now, I am all for culture and an educated view of what we enjoy. But I do argue that the education and its cultural imperatives should not be allowed to get in the way of enjoyment. They should, so to speak, be put in their place from time to time, as Danny Kaye did with his joke about Great Russian plays--"First I play part in
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