{"id":3757,"date":"2020-01-23T22:04:47","date_gmt":"2020-01-23T22:04:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thecritter.co.za\/?p=3757"},"modified":"2020-01-28T19:38:25","modified_gmt":"2020-01-28T19:38:25","slug":"the-hucksters-power-and-the-damage-done","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thecritter.co.za\/?p=3757","title":{"rendered":"The Hucksters: Power and the damage done"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Warning: Like the play, this post contains strong language.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" width=\"1024\" height=\"638\" src=\"http:\/\/thecritter.co.za\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/01\/The-Hucksters-3-Photo-Credit-Barbara-Loots-1024x638.jpg\" alt=\"Emily Child and Nicholas Pauling in The Hucksters. Photo: Barbara Loots\" class=\"wp-image-3760\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thecritter.co.za\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/01\/The-Hucksters-3-Photo-Credit-Barbara-Loots-1024x638.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/thecritter.co.za\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/01\/The-Hucksters-3-Photo-Credit-Barbara-Loots-300x187.jpg 300w, https:\/\/thecritter.co.za\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/01\/The-Hucksters-3-Photo-Credit-Barbara-Loots-768x478.jpg 768w, https:\/\/thecritter.co.za\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/01\/The-Hucksters-3-Photo-Credit-Barbara-Loots-600x374.jpg 600w, https:\/\/thecritter.co.za\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/01\/The-Hucksters-3-Photo-Credit-Barbara-Loots.jpg 1050w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><figcaption>Emily Child and Nicholas Pauling in The Hucksters. Photo: Barbara Loots<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p> Toxic masculinity. A phrase become shorthand for reductive thinking. It\u2019s now a catch phrase. Time to dig down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Toxic femininity. Now there\u2019s one to introduce to the lexicon. Only whispered on the global conveyors of hashtag information, we\u2019ve yet to speak it out loud, much less investigate its nuance. It barely makes it out of the kitchen, where it is brewed before being served in the bedroom. Which is where the two have always clashed, and where Louis Viljoen sets his play. In this arena the physical violence of the male asserting itself over the female tends to leave evidence. Blunt as a dick. The psychological manipulation of female victory is harder to see. Intricate as a cunt. These are words that intersperse Viljoen\u2019s text like flailing punches in a bar fight.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<!--more-->\n\n\n\n<p>So what happens when bad things happen to bad people? Is that justice? Did she deserve it? <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Emphatically no. No question, states our man Fred. Really? Probes our woman Beth. She\u2019s guilty of despicable things, manipulations. His most despicable act was against her, and in hindsight the one that made her take cognisance of her arseholery. They\u2019re both arseholes. They\u2019re in advertising. Fred\u2019s not the one who did THE thing \u2013 things, actually \u2013 that led to charges being filed. That was his friend Lucas. \u2018Was\u2019 being the operative word.   <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Viljoen takes the\nwhole godamn mess and spills it out over the sheets. A forensic\ninvestigator of sexual warfare pulling apart the strands of drying\nsemen and vaginal discharge to determine the DNA. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Nick Pauling expertly walks the wire of sympathy, remorse, and honesty. An honesty Beth\u2019s spitfire musings turn into a virtue of little value. All honesty does is establish consensual facts, but facts are not determined by honesty, they exist of themselves. It is the truth behind them we seek. And truth lies with the person perceiving it.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Emily Child as Beth, having absorbed the violence and perversity of the worst elements of male nature and survived it, is able to counter, use the female ability to turn the psycho-sexual lever and take her victory. The tragedy in Viljoen\u2019s play is that power through sex is a pyrrhic victory.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It is a fascinating\nplay, and timely. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Viljoen can, and\ndoes, direct it. He\u2019s done so with many of his plays, and achieved\nmuch success. I don\u2019t know how much this is due to the budgetary\nconstraints of independent theatre. I\u2019d love to see someone else\ndirect this. Mametspeak is a valid style, and from a personal\nperspective of more value than some, and the text is made for it. Yet\nsurely inserting an element of physicality between the talking heads\nwould serve more grip. Despite the moments of inspired blocking,\noften the words tend to slide past in their steadfast delivery. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The Hucksters<em> initially played at the Alexander Bar. It is now at the Baxter Golden Arrow Studio until 1 Feb. Tues \u2013 Sat at 20h00, Sat at 15h00. Tickets R120, discounts available. No under-18s. More info and bookings <a rel=\"noreferrer noopener\" aria-label=\"here. (opens in a new tab)\" href=\"http:\/\/www.baxter.co.za\/shows\/the-hucksters\/\" target=\"_blank\">here.<\/a> <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Written and directed by Louis Viljoen, designed by Niall Griffin, acted by Emily Child and Nicholas Pauling.  <\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Warning: Like the play, this post contains strong language. Toxic masculinity. A phrase become shorthand for reductive thinking. It\u2019s now a catch phrase. Time to dig down. Toxic femininity. 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