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Technosurfing in Bloomsbury

Technosurfing in Bloomsbury ART & PERFORMANCE NOTES The National Theatre of Great Britain production of Waves, presented by Lincoln Center at The Duke on 42nd Street. Photo courtesy Stephanie Berger for Lincoln Center. TECHNOSURFING IN BLOOMSBURY Paul David Young Waves, based on the novel by Virginia Woolf, directed by Katie Mitchell, video design by Leo Warner, produced by Lincoln Center at The Duke on 42nd Street, November 12–22, 2008. n anticipation of Katie Mitchell’s dramatization of Virginia Woolf ’s novel The Waves, I found myself asking not how, as many seemed to, but why. Woolf ’s 1931 novel is to me so delightful in and of itself that I recoiled at seeing it on the stage. Reading The Waves is like verbal frottage. Why must this rarified beauty and unalloyed bliss be subjected to a director’s “vision”? And why must I share the exquisite private joy of reading Woolf ’s novel with a crowd of strangers in a theatre in Times Square? It seemed like a new form of pornography—the bad new Times Square—taking literature and turning it into a consumable experience of somewhat more than a couple of hours. I was aware that the show came to The Duke on http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png PAJ: A Journal of Performance and Art MIT Press

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Publisher
MIT Press
Copyright
© 2009 Paul David Young
Subject
Art & Performance Notes
ISSN
1520-281X
eISSN
1537-9477
DOI
10.1162/pajj.2009.31.2.56
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Abstract

ART & PERFORMANCE NOTES The National Theatre of Great Britain production of Waves, presented by Lincoln Center at The Duke on 42nd Street. Photo courtesy Stephanie Berger for Lincoln Center. TECHNOSURFING IN BLOOMSBURY Paul David Young Waves, based on the novel by Virginia Woolf, directed by Katie Mitchell, video design by Leo Warner, produced by Lincoln Center at The Duke on 42nd Street, November 12–22, 2008. n anticipation of Katie Mitchell’s dramatization of Virginia Woolf ’s novel The Waves, I found myself asking not how, as many seemed to, but why. Woolf ’s 1931 novel is to me so delightful in and of itself that I recoiled at seeing it on the stage. Reading The Waves is like verbal frottage. Why must this rarified beauty and unalloyed bliss be subjected to a director’s “vision”? And why must I share the exquisite private joy of reading Woolf ’s novel with a crowd of strangers in a theatre in Times Square? It seemed like a new form of pornography—the bad new Times Square—taking literature and turning it into a consumable experience of somewhat more than a couple of hours. I was aware that the show came to The Duke on

Journal

PAJ: A Journal of Performance and ArtMIT Press

Published: May 1, 2009

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