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thehefnerMike, my director, and I have been delving deeply into this little play and its two characters, much more so than I ever have with any other play. Deep analysis, discussion, theories, suggestions... it appeals to me on a purely literary level, and I wish directors did this more with me. The only trick is trying to convey even half of all this amazing shit we've discovered.
But after four years of trying to get a handle on this character, I think I finally have something.
I see Kemp as a man who has been waiting for over twenty years, stewing over his resentment for his Aunt, whom he views as statching away his only possible chance at happiness. She represents to him that escape into adventure and life away from the misery of his home and life. He's long since given up hope of ever hearing from her again, simply because he doesn't dare let himself hope. He knows hope only leads to hurt.
Yet all the same, he's been stewing and plotting for years. What he'd say to her when... if... he'd ever see her again. He's been going over it again and again, rehearsing it, refining it into monologues... and then he gets the letter from her, asking him to be by her side when she dies. What happens then?
And at this point, I hope some of you are putting two and two together and starting to see how I, personally, just *might* relate to this. In more ways than one. Jesus... I don't know how it happened, or maybe my own perspective is so skewed at this point, especially considering that everything still reminds me of her more or less... but more and more this is a play dealing, in large part, with the two biggest figures of the complexities of love and resentment and everything in between in my life.
Shit. Well, this gives me something to think about, doesn't it? Whether it proves catartic or destructive remiains to be seen, but at the very least hopefully I shall be able to harness this power for good. Or at the very least, an entertaining show.
But after four years of trying to get a handle on this character, I think I finally have something.
I see Kemp as a man who has been waiting for over twenty years, stewing over his resentment for his Aunt, whom he views as statching away his only possible chance at happiness. She represents to him that escape into adventure and life away from the misery of his home and life. He's long since given up hope of ever hearing from her again, simply because he doesn't dare let himself hope. He knows hope only leads to hurt.
Yet all the same, he's been stewing and plotting for years. What he'd say to her when... if... he'd ever see her again. He's been going over it again and again, rehearsing it, refining it into monologues... and then he gets the letter from her, asking him to be by her side when she dies. What happens then?
And at this point, I hope some of you are putting two and two together and starting to see how I, personally, just *might* relate to this. In more ways than one. Jesus... I don't know how it happened, or maybe my own perspective is so skewed at this point, especially considering that everything still reminds me of her more or less... but more and more this is a play dealing, in large part, with the two biggest figures of the complexities of love and resentment and everything in between in my life.
Shit. Well, this gives me something to think about, doesn't it? Whether it proves catartic or destructive remiains to be seen, but at the very least hopefully I shall be able to harness this power for good. Or at the very least, an entertaining show.
