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Aug. 17th, 2024 08:27 amOne plot I will read without fail every time I come across it is 'probably-doomed people in a desperate situation nonetheless put on a theatrical.' I said this on several other sites as a one-liner and immediately got accurately and pleasingly recced Ferdia Lennon's Glorious Exploits, which is of course the very book that inspired the post.
Glorious Exploits is set after the failed Athenian invasion of Syracuse -- some time after, when the Athenian prisoners imprisoned in the local quarry are just about on their last legs of starvation and desperation. The book opens when Gelon, a Syracusian enthusiast of Athenian theater who's gone a bit weird with trauma and grief (as indeed everyone on both sides of the war has gone a bit weird with trauma and grief), decides to offer extra food to anyone who can recite a few lines of Medea. Then he goes one step further: what if they put on a performance of Medea, right there in the quarry? Actually, they should do both Medea AND Euripides' new weird experimental play, The Trojan Women. After all, the Peloponnesian War is raging, and Sparta could defeat and raze Athens any day now; this might be their only chance to see it.
Gelon is the driving force for the first part of the book, but he's not our boy. Our boy is Lampo, a shitty little guy with a bad leg, bad impulse control, a bad habit of verbally lashing out when he feels low to try to make other people feel lower, and another habit of taking strong, impulsive fancies to people. One of those people is Gelon; they've been ride or die since they were kids, which is how Lampo ends up co-director of this bizarre prison theater project. Another is Paches, an Athenian that Lampo casts as Jason and Helen in the plays, and a third is Lyra, a Libyan slave at his favorite bar.
Let's be clear: the power dynamics in these latter two relationships are explicitly and absolutely fucked; the play, as it comes together is beautiful, but cursed. I've seen various reviews describe this book as a comedy because Lampo is a funny little guy who talks like Someone You Might Meet Down The Pub, and certainly it is often funny, on a prose level. Also it's also about the transformative power of art and how it can force us to recognize the humanity in each other. But it's also About Tragedy; it's about the collective trauma of war and a handful of prisoners desperately reciting Euripides for their life and extra rations while their fellow prisoners starve to death around them, and the book does not for a moment forget this, even as it gradually pushes our shitty little protagonist into an increasingly less shitty shape, towards acts of unexpected transcendence. Good book!!!
Glorious Exploits is set after the failed Athenian invasion of Syracuse -- some time after, when the Athenian prisoners imprisoned in the local quarry are just about on their last legs of starvation and desperation. The book opens when Gelon, a Syracusian enthusiast of Athenian theater who's gone a bit weird with trauma and grief (as indeed everyone on both sides of the war has gone a bit weird with trauma and grief), decides to offer extra food to anyone who can recite a few lines of Medea. Then he goes one step further: what if they put on a performance of Medea, right there in the quarry? Actually, they should do both Medea AND Euripides' new weird experimental play, The Trojan Women. After all, the Peloponnesian War is raging, and Sparta could defeat and raze Athens any day now; this might be their only chance to see it.
Gelon is the driving force for the first part of the book, but he's not our boy. Our boy is Lampo, a shitty little guy with a bad leg, bad impulse control, a bad habit of verbally lashing out when he feels low to try to make other people feel lower, and another habit of taking strong, impulsive fancies to people. One of those people is Gelon; they've been ride or die since they were kids, which is how Lampo ends up co-director of this bizarre prison theater project. Another is Paches, an Athenian that Lampo casts as Jason and Helen in the plays, and a third is Lyra, a Libyan slave at his favorite bar.
Let's be clear: the power dynamics in these latter two relationships are explicitly and absolutely fucked; the play, as it comes together is beautiful, but cursed. I've seen various reviews describe this book as a comedy because Lampo is a funny little guy who talks like Someone You Might Meet Down The Pub, and certainly it is often funny, on a prose level. Also it's also about the transformative power of art and how it can force us to recognize the humanity in each other. But it's also About Tragedy; it's about the collective trauma of war and a handful of prisoners desperately reciting Euripides for their life and extra rations while their fellow prisoners starve to death around them, and the book does not for a moment forget this, even as it gradually pushes our shitty little protagonist into an increasingly less shitty shape, towards acts of unexpected transcendence. Good book!!!
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Date: 2024-08-17 06:13 pm (UTC)I had previously heard of this book only through a review which thought it fumbled the comedy-to-trauma ratio in the home stretch, so this is very encouraging, since otherwise what I thought of as soon as I heard about it was Tom Holt's Goatsong (1989) and The Walled Orchard (1990), which are also about Athenian theater and the disaster of Syracuse and are very funny to read while they aren't; probably not as directly targeted to your interests, but would still under the circumstances recommend.
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Date: 2024-08-17 07:26 pm (UTC)You're welcome! I wrote a little about the first one and almost not at all about the second and am sad that I do not have access to either of them right now.
[edit] It looks as though the two volumes have been reprinted in an omnibus under the title of The Walled Orchard (2001). I checked Google Books and they are definitely both in there. I re-read my favorite scene with the protagonist and his wife.
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Date: 2024-08-17 08:27 pm (UTC)is John Varley's sf novel, The Golden Globe, part of his Eight Worlds future history where humans are exiled from Earth for the damage we've done. The hero is trying to get back to Luna (whence humanity has been exiled) to play King Lear.
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Date: 2024-08-17 11:15 pm (UTC)I am crashing in on this comment to recommend The Mask of Apollo whether it fits the criteria or not. (It does have at least one tremendous performance against the text and the public mood which has affected the way I read the Bacchae for the rest of my life.)
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Date: 2024-08-18 11:17 pm (UTC)It is my favorite novel by Mary Renault.
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Date: 2024-08-19 04:10 pm (UTC)ETA: Slightly mangled the situation in memory -- while fleeing pirates, Balaustion's ship seeks refuse in Syracuse, then under siege, and it's to the Syracuseans she recites the play in order to get let in.
It is, frankly, the most readable thing Browning published after The Ring and the Book (speaking of which, I suspect that also caters to several of your interests). The sequel, Aristophanes' Apology, has Balaustion reciting Euripides' Herakles but the situation is hardly desperate and the personal application of the play is far less on-point and so less compelling. Also, Browning's version of Aristophanes as a prig is v. annoying for multiple reasons.
(Browning's versions of Euripides are taken straight from the original, not mediated by a translator -- he also did an actual translation of Agamemenon which is frankly unreadable in the worst Victorian manner: overly literal at the expense of English syntax and sense.)
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