Please Try Again Later – A Review
Zimbabwe German Society, Harare
12 January 2018
Rudo Mutangadura’s disorienting drama about a grass widow
searches for truth and perspective in the labyrinths created by a dystopian
government
The title is one that
is familiar with Zimbabwe’s mobile users; the annoying nasal tones which tell
you, you cannot get what you want there and then. But there is no further
similarities with the work by writer Rudo Mutangadura and director Zaza
Muchemwa. A culmination of the Almasi African Playwrights’ Conference, this was
a staged reading with a difference. When I heard that the play was mostly going
to take place in a Kombi, I prepared myself for a boredom fest. But right after
Alice Tuan introduced the play and Chelsy Maumbe did the narration bit I was
hooked and forgot it was a staged reading.
The lives of the six Zimbabwean women in Rudo Mutangadura’s
offering Please Try Again Later are
intricately bound up with the migrant nature that has shaped the country’s
social fabric over the past century: husbands, fathers, brothers – in search of
a better life – are powerful absences. But it is not the migration itself that
shape them. The battles women fight and their daily struggles are not much
different from the ones women in developing countries face. The sharpness of
the play cuts so much more because it is honed on the abrasive
interdependencies of three generations: young mother in search of her husband
who went down south and has since been unreachable; fellow passenger, Gogo, Gogo who reveals that she too
was once left behind by a husband in search of a better life; and the frivolous
and flashy diaspora returnee, whose ideas of what a good living is border on
the insane – all hard-hitting performances. Mutangadura’s play combines
naturalism and symbolism – the mystery of the missing husband; characters
slipping out of the action to speak to the audience. This poeticised structure
highlights the universal aspects of their individual situations. Director Zaza
Muchemwa’s choice of setting, a simple stage design of just chairs to provide
seating in said Kombi, tethers the drama to its context, and relies on motion
and emotion to produce a creation that is acute and passionate.
It’s good to see the experimentation with the possibilities
of motion in a stage reading. Particularly in a stage reading where there is no
dress rehearsal no stage props and no lights and is a culmination of writing
workshops which have resulted in a not so perfect play but one that has the
potential to become a masterpiece.
Mutangadura and Muchemwa use motion symbolically to signify
migration, movement and temporary communities who confined in the intimate precincts
of the commuter omnibus are transformed into neighbours. This is especially
telling in a city where people hardly talk to each other. Of course nothing is
certain, least of all truth, and no matter how familiar the story of the search
is, nothing prepares one for the inevitable end of the search and bad decision
making.
There are shades of the theatre of the absurd in the
writing, which can prove frustrating for the audience and turn on the young
mother. We experience the pain she feels and all the women feel, but, with its turns
of humour and jarring driving of the kombi driver and constant disregard of
potholes and humps, Muchemwa’s production also suggests the firing of synapses,
memory loss, and the way in which the mind sometimes tries to black out trauma.
What’s not in doubt is a real sense of despair and fear and
the play’s deeply moral heart, which suggests that even in times when truth is
slippery it is well worth searching out.
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