A lamppost. Night. Two friends are passing time. Stuck. Waiting for change.
Inspired by Waiting for Godot and the Exodus, Antoinette Nwandu fuses poetry, humour and humanity in a rare and politically charged new play which exposes the experiences of young men in a world that refuses to see them.
Pass Over by Antoinette Nwandu received its UK premiere at the Kiln Theatre, London, in February 2020.
My impetus for reading this play is that it was the first production to open on Broadway following the 17 months of closure due to the pandemic - where it received rave reviews (https://www.nytimes.com/2021/08/22/th...) and standing ovations (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=va7K4...). The script I read is from 2018, which seems to have been the basis for the Spike Lee film adaptation (https://www.imdb.com/title/tt7768846/...) - and which apparently was revised, with 20 additional minutes added, for the Broadway premiere.
While the film surely proves the play's viability as performed, it is a problematic script to read - it is entirely written in black patois, with every other word being 'the n' one, which gets wearying quite quickly, and the ending seems both inevitable and not quite as powerful as it should be. Still, I hope to at least see the film soon, and perhaps that will bump my rating up some.
Absolutely stunning and heart wrenching. I had the pleasure to see the Theatre Exile run twice in Philly and it was such an excellent production. The play riffs off of the book of Exodus and Waiting for Godot, but recontextualizes it through the struggle of Black men in the usa. Definitely one of the most textually rich plays I’ve read. This is something I’m going to be chewing on for a long time.
Amazing. In Pass Over, Antoinette Nwandu approaches the multitude of emotions and experiences that come with a black man in America. Set now, right now, but also 1855, but also 13th century BCE. Set on a ghetto street, but also a plantation, but also Egypt, the city built by slaves. The variety of location and time settings packs an extremities of weight in just a few words.
The absolute absurdity of Misters character, at first and second meetings, and the complete ignorance toward black struggle and experiences. After killing Moses, Mister presents himself as upset at the mistreatment of ‘black fellas’ in the USA, and this alone tilts a head to the complete lack of accountability on behalf of the white man. The play ends on “anyway …”, which signifies that the white man can simply brush the news off of his shoulders, whereas his actions are fatal.
Moses references the American dream in a futile manner, which also provided bleak introspect, that the ideology of the American dream can only be achieved by those of a certain background. Moses also uses religious references in passing, without much weight but still significance; perhaps even Moses can acknowledge that not even God can save him, can take him to the promised land, away from the hell that is the land of the ‘free’.
An earth shattering, heart breaking and succinct approach to the Black American Experience. A must read by all means.
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I was truly heartbroken when I reached the end. This is visceral, this is potent, and it’s laced with the black experience. I wish I could read this again for the first time. Moses and Kitch are the perfect characters, they remind me of my dad and my uncles so much. I couldn’t help but imagine them being in this play. The way they respond off each other’s energy and the way they dream is nothing short of realistic. Moses’ monologue and drive about reaching the “promised land” is something I have heard my own dad emulate when he was speaking to me about his life after jail. I am so glad that plays like this exist to show people how it is to people like me.
Disturbing and sad. From the beginning, I could tell that the ending for Moses and Kitch was going to be unhappy. Two guys trapped in their city with zero prospects of escaping. It's easy to see the parallels to black slaves in the South and Hebrew slaves in the Egypt of Exodus. When I got to the part in Act 2 where Moses and Kitch decide to kill themselves to "pass over" to the Promised Land, I had to put the book down for a while. It was too real, and too sad. When Moses caused plagues to descend on the authoritarian Ossifer, it lifted my spirits with hope. And then just when things were looking up, along comes Mister (Master) white man to put an end to hope. Just like real life.
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Really moved by this play and honored to discuss with the playwright thru a small group playreading discussion with Black authors. The surprise and sadness and truth of the ending— that is not only the overt acts that terrorize, it is the seeming smaller aggressions, the more innocuous that are most dangerous and halt hope and dreams and actualization. Beautifully written and shocking in parts tho I suppose it should not be. Very honored to have read and discussed.
Also like that the author discussed that it is one act intentionally, no breaks, and having the same actors play multiple parts.
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The existential angst and sense of being trapped in Godot translates pretty well to the world of young urban black men stuck in their circumstances. However, Godot is such an abstraction, and it’s painfully clear that Moses and Kitch are trapped by white supremacy culture rather than simply a philosophical conceit.
I take back what i said about plays this was excellent!!! please read this it’s so short and so effective at getting its message across about savior complexes, racism, and gun violence. and it leaned on waiting for Godot just the perfect amount for my likings
un libro corto que se puede leer en una sentada pero que te dejará pensando toda la vida. creo que estos serán uno de los libros que estaré recomendando de ahora en adelante.
hay una adaptación dirigida por el gran spike lee que vale la pena ver.