Mourning Becomes Electra – Eugene O’Neill

  Way back in the heady days of 2003, I saw Helen Mirren star in these plays in London, during my first term of University.  Here’s an old review I wrote about them…

 Mourning Becomes Electra is a re-casting of a trilogy of Greek plays; the ‘Oresteia’ by Aeschylus, the only extant trilogy of Greek tragic drama.  Lifting the scene from ancient Greece to post-Civil War New England, Eugene O’Neill (writing in the 1930s) contrives a series of plays that is violent, sexual and psychologically interested. 

I know what you’re thinking. Greek drama given a Freudian makeover and posited in Civil War-era America sounds like an absolute literary abortion; but I assure you, the three plays that make up Mourning Becomes Electra comprise some of the most gripping, passionate and intelligent dramatic writing of the last 100 years

The first thing I noticed, is that the writer gives a theatrical nod-of-the-head to his sources by bestowing his characters with names which phonically resemble their ancient counterparts; thus Agamemnon becomes ‘Ezra Mannon’, Clytaemnestra ‘Christine’ and Orestes is re-cast as ‘Orin’. 

“Go and see it performed!” is a sentiment I’d usually yell in the face of somebody pouring over the text of a play – Yes I would not recommend reading a play over watching it in performance, and Yes, I’m going to contradict myself here…. The fact of the matter is that reading Mourning Becomes Electra is a unique experience in and of itself.  This is entirely due to O’Neill’s copious and profuse stage directions, which are so precise and exhaustive that they create an almost novelistic reading experience.

 It is immediately clear why O’Neill had a reputation as a difficult writer to work with; many of his stage directions are impossible to realise in performance, due to the limitations of the theatrical medium.  Most of them read more like psychological asides and comments to a reader than actual instructions to a performer. This problem means that reading these plays is as important a part of realising their aesthetic identity as watching them performed.  

So, everything about these plays is incredibly intense; both emotionally and physically on the stage, and textually on the page.  The tragic self-destruction of all of the protagonists is realised through a language so passionate and violent that, even though we know how the story ends, the reader/viewer is always left both disturbed and heart-broken.  Who, for example, could resist such cruel and moving expressions of self-hatred as Orin’s rave to his sister:

The only love I can know now is the love of guilt for guilt which breeds more guilt – until you get so deep at the bottom of hell there is no lower you can sink and you rest there in peace.”

 It may sound twee in abstraction, but in the dark and bitter context of the drama, this type of expression is never over the top or unnecessary.

This is a series of plays that must be read as well as seen.  Moving, passionate and with a final sequence that proves O’Neill not only has the courage of his literary convictions, but is unafraid to tamper with source material which is often considered ‘sacred’.  But any Greek literature fanboys (if such people exist) shouldn’t be put off by this; Mourning Becomes Electra is truly Grecian in spirit – a bloody, violent romp on stage, in which one pool of blood is only ever washed away by another.

then another….

Tomcat.

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