Thursday, August 6, 2020

266. THE ISLAND. From my (unpublished) ENCYCLOPEDIA OF THE NEW YORK STAGE, 1970-1975

John Kani, Winston Ntshona.
THE ISLAND [Drama/Friendship/Politics/Prison/Race/South African/Two-Characters] A: Athol Fugard, John Kani, and Winston Ntshona; D: Athol Fugard; S: Stuart Wurtzel; C: Bill Walker; L: Ronald Wallace; P: Hillard Elkins/Lester Osterman Productions/Bernad Delfont/Michael White, b/a/w The English Stage Company, Ltd., in the Royal Court Theatre Production; T: Edison Theatre; 11/13/74-5/13/75 (159)

John Kani and Winston Ntshona, the South African Black actors who “devised” this play with playwright Athol Fugard and also starred in it, were very successful in their New York season of repertory, which included Sizwe Banzi Is Dead, another of their collaborative creations. Both plays came to Broadway after being hailed at London’s Royal Court Theatre.

The Island takes place on Robben Island, a South African maximum security prison for Black political prisoners. The actors played convicts with their own first names. Winston, incarcerated for life, and John for 10 years, have been cellmates for three years. Their days are filled with grueling, meaningless tasks, and the play’s realistic depiction of their inhuman suffering was painful to watch. At one point, for example, one man washes a tick out of his friend’s eye with urine. The deep relationship of these men is meticulously drawn, especially after the news arrives that John is going to be released shortly. They realize that Winston will have to go on without him.

Much of the action deals with the men’s preparations for a crude version of Sophocles’ Antigone, which they intend to present at the prison show. One plays Creon, the other Antigone, with a homemade costume that looks ludicrous, but is quickly forgotten when the character’s words are spoken. The political point of the Greek tragedy regarding the power of the state versus the independence of its citizens is made with overwhelming force.

The Island’s early scenes struggled with longueurs, but before long engrossed its audience in what Clive Barnes termed “the most terrifyingly realistic play of prison life I have ever seen.” Martin Gottfried described it as “Delicately felt, and written with a plain and human eloquence, . . . brushed with Fugard’s unique poetic naturalism.”

Kani and Ntshona acted with a highly veristic technique that almost seemed non-acting. Gottfried called their work “moving and powerful,” and Jack Kroll said they were “actors of extraordinary range, power and sensitivity.”

The play’s honors will be listed under the entry for Sizwe Banzi Is Dead.