Somehow I managed to go through both high school and college without ever
reading
The Diary of Anne Frank. I don’t remember if it was assigned
and I just didn’t read it, or if it was just never a part of the curriculum. I
knew
of it, but I wasn’t familiar with the whole story.
Getting the opportunity to see this play was exciting knowing the
significance of the story and its place in history. However, I must admit, my
first thought was, “How are they going to turn this story into a two-hour
performance? Seriously, a group of people living in an attic for two years?” It
just didn’t seem possible.
Admittedly, it was a shortsighted thought, given the subject matter and
historical importance of the story, but that’s the first thing that popped into
my head. But the more I thought about it, the more the idea intrigued me. Again,
never having read the novel, I was quite interested in how the world of stage
would be able to capture such a historically important work that takes place in
such a small setting.
The normally expansive stage of the Fox Cities Performing Arts Center is
purposefully downsized for this performance. The curtain was slightly drawn in
at the sides. Set “scenery” – gray walls – encroached from the sides as well. On
top of the “normal” stage was a smaller one where the rest of the props were
placed and where the play took place. In the end, perhaps 1/4 to 1/3 of the
stage was actually used for the performance. Immediately, before the show even
began, you felt the closeness and lack of space. Once the actors were on the
set, up to 10 at one time, the cramped conditions in which the Frank family
lived were easily received. It seemed as if no one could move anywhere without
having to walk around another person or object. I am actually quite amazed that
none of the actors tripped, stumbled or even fell off the stage while working in
such close quarters. The blocking must have been a logistical nightmare.
The story begins at the end, Otto Frank returns to the place his family lived
in for 2+ years and finds his daughter’s diary. He begins to read it from the
beginning, and then the show starts in earnest. Anne Frank introduces herself
and the back story is quickly laid out as to who the characters are and why they
are in hiding.
From then on, the first act was nothing like I was expecting. I went into the
performance thinking it was going to be quite heavy. I mean, it’s dealing with
the Holocaust.
I couldn’t have been more wrong.
While the Holocaust and the persecution of Jews is the reason Anne Frank’s
life went the way it did, it is not the story itself. The show emphasizes the
small every day events of life. It shows how a group of people, under incredible
circumstances, live as normal a life as possible. A life filled with the same
issues families deal with today - sibling spats, mother’s love, teenage angst,
parenting worries, the first kiss, generational gaps, belief systems, love for
life, and longing for peace.
And through it all, humor finds its way. The one thing I absolutely was not
expecting with this performance was the humor. It was not roll in the aisles,
side splitting laughter, but there was a constant comical thread that ran
throughout the entire first act. I found the characters were making the same
smart-alleck comments I would have made given similar conversations. And to me,
that made it all the more real.
It didn’t take long before I was caught up in the story of these people
living together as a family. The reason why they were there wasn't the issue.
Yes, it fueled some of the interaction and the
type of interaction, but
the characters’ relationships with each other seemed always to be the focal
point. It was a study of human relationships.
With the second act, things took a turn toward the more dramatic. The humor
was not entirely gone, but it was far less prevalent. Anne has started entering
adulthood as her actions and views of the world lose some of her earlier
childlike innocence. Tension between characters intensifies, tempers flare, and
the waiting for an impending doom of a capture that may or may not come visibly
takes its toll on all the characters. Everything eventually volcanoes to a
crisis point.
The last 10 seconds of the play, in my opinion, are as powerful as any I have
seen. Part of that is the manner in which the director did it. Part of it lies
in the story itself and the real history behind it. And part of it stems from
the performance of the actors and actresses. It all came together in a singular
moment that had me blinking back tears. Granted, I’m a bit of a softy, but
still…
Overall, the play was a pleasant surprise. I was a bit leery heading into it,
but the story and how it was done quickly removed from me any preconceived
notions. I would highly recommend this play to anyone. I think the play could
serve as an excellent history lesson for the young and old alike. In fact, at
intermission, my wife and I were discussing how much our nine-year-old son would
have not only enjoyed the performance, but learned some valuable lesons too.
(And he would not have been the only child of that age there that evening…
numerous boys and girls between the ages of 8-15 populated the audience.)
Outwardly, the subject matter of this play doesn’t seem to lend itself as
“family oriented.” But the crux of the story was about family, friendships, and
living life.
And yes, I will now be reading
The Diary of Anne Frank. I’ve already
reserved my copy at the library.