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Oedipus — A Directorial Note

Posted in Aristotle, Dreams, Freud, Laughter, Oedipus, Productions, Sophocles, Speaking Desire on 22 March 2008 by Fadi Abou-Rihan

        Aristotle argued that tragedy’s audience is treated to an experience of emotional stimulation rather than historical education. While in many respects unavoidably imitative, tragedy’s highest value and pleasure lie in its ability to occasion the excitement and catharsis of its audience’s fear and pity (Poetics, 1449b/25 and 1452b/30). Firmly planted in his culture, Aristotle was drawing on the Athenian understanding of tragedy as Dionysian. The domain of the god of wine and ecstasy ran the gamut from orgy to performance; intoxication was his means, purgation was his goal. The philosopher was also echoing the dictates of a Hippocratic culture that understood illness as excess in the humours and treatment as their purgation.

        Freud will trail closely tragedy’s Athenian dynamic as he will come to identify pleasure’s basic principle in terms of an economic discharge of tension rather than a hedonistic consumption of object. Indeed, for Freud, the charge of the libidinal drive is bound to, intensified by, and subsequently cathected through its object much as, for Aristotle, an audience’s fearful and/or pitiful tremor is caught up in, heightened by, and subsequently released through the drama it witnesses on the stage.

        An Acropolis, a La Scala, and a Hollywood are much less the stagings of truth and morality and much more the sites of Dionysian manipulation, transformation, and release. The unconscious too is such a site; we have come to know its productions under the headings of dreams, slips, and phantasies. Such productions point to the so-called truth of their subject only insofar as they illustrate the latter’s individual qualities as, if you will, writer, director, and producer. When presented with such stagings, the threads clinicans are most interested in picking up and following lead not to their historical or ethical worth (Are they true? Are they morally acceptable?) Rather, it is the unconscious processes and investments by which they have been produced and shaped that form the bulk of the analytic material.

        I hold this observation to be perfectly in line with the classic Freudian appreciation and use of a dream’s imagery for instance, an imagery that is much less a representation or an account of a truth as it is the product of an unconscious mise en scène that is itself the focus and concern of the clinical inquiry.

        Indeed, and once he thought he had established the universality of incest and parricide, once, in other words, he had identified what he considered to be the inevitable components of primary phantasy, Freud was much more invested in uncovering the particular ways in which an analysand weaves, structures, and negotiates the components than in their (dare one say it?) quotidian content. The sense of newness, discovery, and individuality that psychoanalysis brings its participants is hardly in their investment in what has become a joke of a myth (“Doctor, please tell me something I haven’t already heard, read, or been warned you would say!”) The sense of newness, discovery, and individuality lies in uncovering the dramatic style each analysand adopts in staging the myth, in his or her poetic scriptwriting and directorial techniques, in his or her idiosyncratic modes of excitement and catharsis, the grounds on which they are erected, and the purposes they are made to serve.

        Of the myth and its tragic truth very little is left of analytic import, at least as the myth of origin whose repercussions are necessarily and exclusively tragic.

Oedipus — Zoom out

Posted in Antigone, Aristotle, Laughter, Oedipus, Sophocles on 17 March 2008 by Fadi Abou-Rihan

        As much as the Oedipus with whom we are most familiar is the one fixed by Sophocles, the character’s life extends far beyond the tragedy with which it has become marked. Homer (The Iliad, Book IV and The Odyssey, Book XI), Aeschylus (Seven Against Thebes), and Euripides (The Phoenician Women) had already treated of man and destiny. Since, Seneca, Corneille, Hofmannsthal, Péladan, Gide, Eliot, Cocteau, Stravinsky, el-Hakim, and Pasolini are but a few of the signatures borne by the reworkings of story and theme. As the reiterations multiply, no matter the era, genre, or medium, what we have come to identify and value the most are their distinct variations in recasting dramatically, politically, and psychologically the fate with which we all have been presumably doomed. Whether tragic, banal, satirical, joyous, or prudent, the story’s components remain more or less the same. What differs, what gives them their qualities as tragic, banal, satirical, or what not, are the ways in which they are woven, the distances and juxtapositions they inhabit, the relations they endure and produce, and, in turn, the relations they provoke for their audiences to endure and produce.

        Lest we assume that it is only we that are familiar with the plot and its details, that it is only we for whom form has come to eclipse content, let us not forget that the tragedy’s first audience was well acquainted with the myth and its major detours, partly through its cultural surround, which included the above mentioned pre-Sophoclean sources, and partly through Sophocles himself. Antigone, as the last installment of the three Theban tragedies and the thematic conclusion to the accursed family’s travails, was the first to be conceived and executed (in 441 B.C.E.). By the time Oedipus Rex and Oedipus at Colonus were produced (in approximately 426 B.C.E. and 405 B.C.E. respectively), the Athenian theatregoers were already well apprised of history and fate. To borrow from Aristotle his Poetics terminology, Antigone’s dénouement, her change in fortune, was possible only in light of her complication, i.e., in light of her family’s story in its entirety up until the point at which the play that bears her name begins to unfold; Antigone’s complication became the source and raw material upon which Sophocles could draw for his two remaining plays’ dénouement. And if, in spite of all of this, some theatergoers were still unaware of the plot and its outcome, they would have most likely treated the performance as much a detective mystery as a tragedy.