Orpheus Descending is a bold and powerful interpretation of the Greek myth. Williams retells the legend of Orpheus, shaping it in his own unique way, creating a story that is poignant with sorrow and just as capable of causing catharsis as those legendary Greek tragedies. As to why Orpheus Descending wasn't an immediate success, I must admit I'm a bit perplexed. Perhaps it was simply ahead its time with the strength of its imagism and the immense pain of its loneliness. Sexuality (either repressed or stressed) is always an important theme with Tennessee and this play is no exception. Whether that had to do anything with initial reception, I’m quite clueless but it might have had an impact of more conservative viewers. The character of Myra, with her open promiscuous ways, is a figure that might have raised a few eyebrows- and it still might. Recently I have learned that Williams wrote the character of Myra having the famous Hollywood actress Tallulah Bankhead in mind. Doesn’t Myra sound just like her? With her panic fear of loneliness?
There is a lot of tenderness in this novel. Val, the musician (our Orpheus) strand out in a variety of ways, but mostly because he is capable of sincerity and tenderness. He comes to this small dry shop searching escape from his ‘night life’, not running so much from live in the city, but from night life of the city, explaining that night and day city people live in different cities and don’t really know one another. Little does Val know that he has come to a sinister place, an underworld of a sorts, where a beautiful lady is trapped. Val’s tired of his life, of being lonely women’s paid comfort. Val claims that his guitar can ‘wash him clean of anything’, but he years are catching up with him, that’s why he must have left the (night) city. What is he looking for? Perhaps what we’re all looking for. Genuine kindness and tenderness, sometimes known under the name of love.
On one level, the story seems pretty straight-forward and simple. The plot itself is, quite possibly, nothing exceptional or unheard of. Lady gives a job to Val, who immediately attracts negative attention from the closed, racist and xenophobic community. Not surprisingly, Lady, a woman who was forced into marriage to a man she doesn’t love falls for Val, a young handsome guitar player. Not that I’ve read quite the same story before, but there must be similar ones. The irony is that Val is, in fact, innocent of just about anything he gets accused of. He just tries to comfort most women he talks with- we can see him as an embodiment of art itself. He brings solace to other people’s life and as a musician’s he understands other artists- for example the sheriff’s wife- the naïve painter. As you might guess, the sheriff won’t take too kindly to their talks.
Another woman Val is on friendly terms is Myra. She is a wealthy girl who is tormented by a terrible loneliness. She wears fantastical make up (modelling some dancer), drinks and drives around a lot, shocking everyone she comes across. At start she flirts with Val, but what happens between them ends up being something very akin to friendship. In one of their conversations, Val teases Myra, saying that being so slim and petite, she probably can’t even take the weight of the man, and Myra responds quite seriously that the act of love making is absolutely painful for her, but that she endures it, because a person will endure everything for the sake of chasing the loneliness away. Now, doesn’t that sound like Tallulah Bankhead who famously said to her doctor (after being discharged from hospital weighing only 70lbs (32 kg) due to vaginal disease complications): “Don’t think this taught me a lesson!”. I do wonder why Tallulah turned out that Myra role, she supposedly said that the play was impossible. Tennessee is brilliant when it comes to connecting themes of passion, love, sexuality and loneliness. Perhaps it is not his candid portrayal of human sexuality and desire that met with mixed reviews, perhaps it was his critique of the society.
For society is, without doubt, criticized in this novel. Perhaps it is even implied that society always senses ‘an artist’ as something intruding, ‘an alien’ of sorts, ‘a foreigner’ coming into familiar domestic and social structures and destroying them all. Society, does, as an entity, hate art instinctively. It may value artists, but only after a while, when they’re dead and lost to the underground.
What is exceptional about this play is the story itself, but the way the story is told. The beauty of this play is in its characters, whose human fragility is almost celebrated. The myth of Orpheus is retold and art founds a wonderful and befitting personification in the character of Val. The play is certainly tragic but very touching and profound in its tragedy. Its poetry will sound familiar to those appreciative of Williams’ talent. That kind of lyrical prose was something I expected. After all, the lyrical dialogues /monologues and the strong imaginary are among things this writer is celebrated for. What I did not expect from this play was the strength of its message, the way its characters and story merged into one. I won’t talk about the plot because I don’t wait to spoil anything, but let’s just say there were some twists and turns. In one way, this play can be read as a commentary on art itself, in another it can be read as a story. It is a play that is not only worth one’s time, but one’s heart as well. Read it and put some heart into it!