Antigone is the third play in the Oedipus Cycle (extra credit: the plays were never part of the same cycle at the Dionysus festival but are often performed today as a whole). Antigone is the daughter of Oedipus. Her brothers tore the country apart battling for the throne – killing eachother in the process. The traitorous brother is denied a burial and Antigone feels this is a gross violation of the laws of the gods and proceeds to do something about it.
Antigone was a very strange play – I was never really in love with the play very much (note to self: FUCKING WRITE!). Just found myself sneaking into it more and more and what started as a modern dress version of a translation turned into an entire revamp/update of the whole story. But keeping that kernel of the laws of gods versus the laws of man. Usually the story is hinged on a feminist or anti-war bent but I really wanted to focus on telling a powerful story of a family falling apart and their disintegration leading to their country shattering to pieces. I am constantly fascinated by seeming small decisions that have an impact on the entire world – like the collusion of the Bush family and the Saudi royal family and how their connections have shaped international policy for generations. Or the Kennedys. Or the machinations of someone like Henry Kissinger.
I added a huge mass media influence as well as influences from rave and industrial music and ultraviolence – I think all the ensemble died 3 times each. I had just seen Natural Born Killers when I was writing it and was very influenced by that idea of violence as the last resort of communication. This was fresh off the Rodney King beatins and LA riots as well.
My main themes was that
A good play (or story for that matter) is either Loony Toons or Wagner – and if you’re lucky: both at the same time.
I tried to have a constant vacillation between the epic and the petty. To their citizenry the family appears heroic and locked in mortal struggle but inside the palace they are small, scared people. My paradigm for the actors was to ‘act from your DNA’. To reduce themselves to animals clawing for survival in an chaotic society. We had a ball.
Anyway – I’m packing my mental baggage and going back to Thebes to give the story a fresh War on Terror update. Expect bulletins.