How To Transcend a Happy Marriage (2017) is one of Sarah Ruhl’s best plays. Ostensibly, or early on, it seems to be a light comedy about polyamory inspired by a book, Ethical Slut, and then it transforms into a meditation on love and relationships and family--and our still narrow conceptions of these things. I see the book is blurbed by someone who is a polyamory writer, but I don’t think it is an endorsement of polyamory, exactly; it just uses that as a starting point for reflecting on love and sex and relationships.
The first act is a dinner conversation between George, Paul, Jane and Michael, two couples. Jane tells them about a woman at work, a temp, Pip, who has two husbands, and they all seem curious about this and invite them to supper. One snag: Pip only eats meat that she has killed, or has been killed by people she knows. All engaging fun in the opening, hilarious, page-turning fun!
In the second part of the first act things get, as they often do in Ruhl, and as we expect from the opening, strange, wild, absurd. Yeah, Pip and the boys cove over and things move from a Karaoke rendition by Pip of Coming ‘Round the Mountain:
George: My God! How many times does she come??!
to an orgy that one teen daughter, Jenna, walks into and then leaves, not surprisingly.
The second act has George and Pip hunting for deer, and George accidentally kills a dog and they are in jail. As things wind down, all get together and reflect on love, sex, relationships.
The play references, besides The Ethical Slut and Coming ‘Round the Mountain, Where the Wild Things Are by Maurice Sendak (Let the Wild Rumpus begin!); the passage on love by the Apostle Paul from I Corinthians; a Bach minuet adding--not just two violins, a duet, but violin after violin; some allusions to seventies sex romp comedies, such as Bob & Carol & Ted & Alice (1969); a song Ruhl writes about marriage; the notion of compersion; a bird--is it Pip?--laying eggs in Jane’s palm; Pythagoras (triangles!); the ritual slaughter of animals; communion, hash brownies. It's that kind of play, yup.
The play is an absurd, and yet tender comedy, about the complications of love and relationships and friendships and family. Maybe there’s a little bit of Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf by Edward Albee in here, too, where things get stripped away so people can really talk with each other. I loved it; no one writes like Sarah Ruhl. I laughed a lot, and thought a lot, and I have yet to see a production of it.