A Thousand Splendid
Suns
Adapted by Ursula Rani Sarma
Based on the Novel by Khaled Hosseini
David Coulter (Music)
David Coulter and Cast of "A Thousand Splendid Suns" |
For many years -- actually several decades -- daily
headlines have presented themselves about the ongoing wars, devastation,
atrocities, and yes, human suffering of a faraway land most of us still have
trouble mentally locating its exact boundaries and neighbors: Afghanistan.
More specifically, we have all heard of a city called Kabul whose name
is familiar but a city few of us can probably envision beyond dusty ruins and
people running scared in the streets among bursting bombs and sniper
bullets. And as we become oblivious to
the overload of bad news from this region, largely going unnoticed by the bulk
of the world – including you and me --
are the people who go about their daily lives and chores,
who love their kids just as we do ours, and who have dreams just like us to be
happy (or in their case, “finally happy”).
Playwright Ursula Rani Sarma and Artistic Director Carey
Perloff aim to ensure we pause long enough to see what is going on in the
kitchens, bedrooms, and other inner sanctums behind all those bombed-out
streets and buildings. American
Conservatory Theatre presents in opera-level proportions in world premiere an intimate
look into the lives of three generations of women in modern Kabul in Ms.
Sarna’s adaptation of Khaled Hosseini’s novel, A Thousand Splendid Suns. With
his original music reflecting the region and the emotional elements of the
story (all played on instruments true to Afghani traditions), David Coulter
provides an ongoing stream of haunting notes and melodies that accentuate the
epic yet microscopic view the playwright and director lay out before us of
daily life in war-torn Kabul.
Denmo Ibrhim, Barzin Akhavan & Nadine Malouf |
Fifteen-year-old Laila is described by her mother as a
“thinker, a dreamer,” something we quickly see as she dotes on her professor father
and his love of books. (“There’s always
time for poetry,” he tells her.) As the
family packs hurriedly to leave Kabul as it is caught in the middle of the
horrific civil war among the Mujahideen, her father (Barzin Akhavan) plays a game with her to
help him pick five books to bring (“like the game when you’re going on a desert
island”). But the game and the dream
ends quickly and decisively as a whistling missile finds its target of their
neighborhood, leaving Laila wounded and an orphan – one of surely thousands
such orphans through the decades in that hellacious, war-ravaged land.
Haysam Kadri, Kate Rigg & Nadine Malouf |
Taken in by what seems at first a kind-hearted neighbor,
middle-aged Rasheed, Laila is nursed slowly back to health under his watchful
eye and the reluctant help of his sullen, suspecting wife, Mariam. When further bad news arrives that Laila’s
childhood friend (and secret love) Tariq has also perished in the bombs, she
reluctantly accepts a proposal by an insistent Rasheed to become his second
wife – something his older wife vehemently protests to no avail. And why would Mariam not when Rasheed declares
in front of her and his new, beautiful, teen bride, “She (Mariam) is not like
us ... If she was a car, she could be a Volga ... You, you’d be a Benz ... a
shiny Mercedes Benz.”
But when his bride produces a first-born, oft-crying girl
baby, Aziza (rather than a more-desired son), Rasheed begins to turn more and
more sour on his young bride and more violent toward his older bride. Ultra-machismo attitudes are further
reinforced and exaggerated by the ascendency of the women-hating Taliban as
Afghanistan’s rulers. His increasing
restrictions, sourness, explosive ranting, and physical threats become the
impetus for the two wives to forge a mother-daughter-like bond that becomes
their primary means for mutual survival – and the survival of the daughter they
jointly treasure above all else. Even
when a son does arrive, Rasheed’s treatment of the women in the household only
worsens as he showers all his love, occasional gifts, and even decreasingly
available food on his adored Zalmai.
Nadine Malouf & Kate Rigg |
Nadine Malouf and Kate Rigg are almost-beyond-description
perfect in their respective roles as Laila and Mariam. Both transform before us in ways that ongoing
war, societal prejudice, daily hunger, and spousal abuse have a way of marking
wear and tear on their faces, their postures, and their very souls. At the same time, each glows through their
tears and scars in the familial love they increasingly feel for each other and
in the love they share for the two children.
Their everyday lives determinedly persist in ways women have carried on
for countless generations in hundreds of other wars generated and perpetuated
by their men. We see in each of them an Every
Woman of war-torn nations while also experiencing two very particular, nuanced
personalities that these two fine actresses so skillfully reveal to us.
Pomme Koch & Nadine Malouf |
Part of what we learn from and about them comes through
stories they share with each other of their pasts (stories we see re-enacted as
they tell them) and through dreams -- sometimes nightmares -- that return time
and again. Pomme Koch is the lame lover,
Tariq, who disappeared in a moment’s notice but who reappears in the mind’s eye
of Nadine as a joking, teasing, loving boy who only has eyes (and stolen
kisses) for her. He is a dream that
never leaves her and one she readily shares with her beloved Mariam (along with
a secret that Rasheed has long suspected and gnaws at him with increasing and
deadly rage).
Mariam shares a sad story of her own, one about a mother she
calls Nana who once hung herself and who returns shuffling through Mariam’s
mind, dragging a noose around her neck with her. All the time she reminds Mariam that the
Koran only has one charge for women like them:
“Endure.” Denmo Ibrahim is the
gravelly voiced, evil-eyed haunt that will not leave Mariam in peace. (She also plays earlier Laila’s hovering,
admonishing mother, Fariba.)
Haysam Kadri, Nadine Molouf & Kate Rigg |
Haysam Kadri grabs hold of the role of Rasheed and literally
leaves no stone unturned in his graphic, all-engrossing portrayal. In the beginning, he presents a man that we
can readily find some reasons to sympathize with him and his fate. We even can sometimes come close to admiring
his perseverance while at the same time more and more becoming uneasy over his
obvious and troubling faults. However,
as he at first slowly and then later at alarming speed transforms this man into
a monster, we see the faults mount and intensify, horribly reflecting the
demonic, male-dominated society around him and turning Rasheed into a being
almost no longer recognizable as human.
Nikita Tewani and Neel Noronha as the sister-brother pair
Aziza and Zalmai continually remind us through their adept acting that behind
the bombs and atrocities, children are still finding ways to play and to
quarrel, to tease and to complain. But
in this case, they are also suffering the pains, tensions, and sins of their
parents and the surrounding society as reflected in their own faces full of
trepidation and fears of things they do not quite understand.
Carey Perloff reminds us of the mammoth scope of the
suffering and hardships of the Afghani people that goes much beyond this one
household under examination. Shrouded
players dragging their households move across the stage as if in an historical,
migratory trek toward hopeful survival against the continuous backdrop of a
non-forgiving landscape, seemingly non-ending war, and a large sun that bears
down with no obvious mercy. Ken
MacDonald’s scenic design combined with Robert Wierzel’s lighting genius paint
a massively stark and yet beautiful, ageless landscape that surrounds this
contemporary disaster created by men and nations. The elements and shadows are enormous in
scale. The colors are ever-changing as
the landscape sometimes splits apart and opens up to reveal a dream, an
atrocity, a new reality. Jake
Rodriguez’s sound scape and Linda Cho’s ethnically and geographically defining costumes
round out a creative team that is as much a part of this overall stunning,
stirring story’s resulting power as are the writer and the cast.
A Thousand Splendid
Suns is a story, a picture, and a memory we cannot ignore the next time we
see a headline about some faraway, God-forsaken land and its ongoing wars and
rivalries. Carey Perloff and the
American Conservatory Theatre have assured that when we read those too-familiar
words, we will see the faces of the women and children huddled somewhere in the
depths of the front-page pictures – women struggling to cook a meal and maybe
share a cup of tea and children hoping to play a little soccer and maybe even
go to school to learn.
Rating: 5 E
A Thousand Splendid
Suns continues through February 26, 2017 on the Geary Stage of of American
Conservatory Theatre, 405
Geary Street, San Francisco. Tickets are
available online at http://www.act-sf.org/ or by calling the box office
415-749-2228.
Photos by Kevin Beane
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