Much like Wretches and
Kings, Future Conversations Past
started out as a 10 minute play for a Playwriting class in fall of 2012 at
University of Wisconsin – Milwaukee. I haven’t revised this play yet, although
I do have some small changes I would like to eventually make to this play. I am
still extremely pleased with this play though. When it was critiqued in class,
it was favorably compared to The Twilight
Zone and was referred to as Hitchcockian. Another friend considered it to
be trippy and thought it would be funny if I were to get someone on acid to try
reading it.
The seeds for this play started with a class reading: Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda by Glenn
Alterman. In the play, parents Cy and Yvette get into an argument that
intersects with a play their son, Marty, is writing. As he writes his play and
tries to set up the scene, he illuminates the future of his family to his
parents. I found this kind of metaphysical playwriting intriguing because it
allows you to write philosophically without having to be too explicit in your
message.
The result was that I decided to write a play about writing
a play that the viewer could either take as being reality or a play. In other
words, are you watching the play being written, or are you watching the play
that’s based on what was written? I found the concept of a self-referential
play that could work on something of a circular logic to be funny and
metaphorical. I based the characters on the philosophical idea of free will vs.
predestination.
In the play, Glenn represents predestination. He sees life
as something that can be predicted. You have no real choice over your actions;
your actions can be dictated before you make them. Theresa represents free
will. She remains skeptical that Glenn is capable of writing what has already
happened, and over the course of the play she becomes frustrated as Glenn
continues to predict what she’s about to say before she says it.
Interesting Fact: The title Future Conversations Past, was inspired by the X-Men film X-Men: Days of Future Past.
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