May 3, 1913—William Inge was born in Independence, Kansas, the youngest of five children in a
family that would give rise to his prize-winning plays and screenplays
involving repression, marital incompatibility, and quiet desperation in the
Midwest.
As I entered my teenage years, I embarked on a spree
of reading (not attending—back then, I was in no position to pay for this obsession)
plays. I became aware that Inge was considered, along with Tennessee Williams and Arthur Miller, part of a great triumvirate of postwar American dramatists.
It came as a shock, then, when I heard the news in 1973 that he had taken his
own life.
It had seemed so different in the spring of 1962,
when the playwright had seen his four consecutive Broadway successes of the
Fifties—Come Back, Little Sheba, Picnic, Bus Stop, and Dark at the Top
of the Stairs—adapted into equally notable films, and an original
screenplay, for Splendor in the Grass,
had netted him an Oscar to go with the Pulitzer he had achieved for Picnic.
Since then, it has become all too plain to me why
Inge was driven to despair a decade later: the popular and critical failure of his more recent
plays; an inability to chart a new direction as a novelist; his homosexual
orientation, at a time when there was much less acceptance of it; and
alcoholism.(When it premiered in 1950, Come Back, Little Sheba was one of the first Broadway plays to deal with the disease so extensively and searingly.)
What I still don’t understand, though, is the
continuing slippage of the reputation, and even memory, of his plays. Rest
assured that the celebration of the centennial of Inge’s birth will be
decidedly less widespread than that a few years ago for Williams (who, incidentally, championed his work as a neophyte), or even for
Terrence Rattigan, who, though a Briton, paralleled Inge in his rise and fall.
It doesn’t have to be this way. Like Inge, Williams
and Miller suffered through critical neglect in the 1960s. The reputations of
the latter two, however, revived, even if what they wrote in their remaining
years never really equaled what they produced at their youthful peaks.
In the last three decades, the frankness with which
Williams addressed homosexuality has been more generally accepted. Even plays
written during his decline, such as The Milk
Train Doesn’t Stop Here Anymore, have been staged once again, now seen as a
continuation of his general themes. As for Miller, continuing relevance has
been found in Death of a Salesman
(particularly during the recent economic malaise) and The Crucible (the guilt-by-association theme was less remarked upon
in the late Nineties than the middle-aged protagonist’s public shaming as a
result of involvement with a Lewinsky-like younger woman).
In his history of the Broadway drama in the Forties and Fifties, All That Glittered, Ethan Mordden offered up one means by which Inge's most autobiographical play, Dark at the Top of the Stairs, might have, along with Patrick Dennis' considerably more lighthearted Auntie Mame, continuing meaning for our time: the message that "the unconventional family cell might succeed and the conventional one fail."
In his history of the Broadway drama in the Forties and Fifties, All That Glittered, Ethan Mordden offered up one means by which Inge's most autobiographical play, Dark at the Top of the Stairs, might have, along with Patrick Dennis' considerably more lighthearted Auntie Mame, continuing meaning for our time: the message that "the unconventional family cell might succeed and the conventional one fail."
It has been said that Inge never really got beyond
one or two themes, but how many writers really do? Inge might have tried to get
away from his small town—first as a drama and music critic in St. Louis, then
as a playwright and screenwriter in New York—but he came to realize that his
best material lay back in the heartland—a realization that had also struck the
novelist Willa Cather several decades before, under similar circumstances.
The Roundabout Theatre Co. mounted a fine revival of
Picnic earlier this year (see my
review here), and Come Back, Little Sheba was restaged
several years ago with S. Epatha Merkerson of Law and Order in the role that Shirley Booth played so
magnificently on stage and screen. But if Inge's reputation is to undergo a
serious reevaluation, he will, once again, have to attract continued attention of
top-notch actors and directors ready to rediscover him, as Jason Robards and
Jose Quintero did with Eugene O’Neill starting with their reworking of The Iceman Cometh--and the way Inge himself attracted talents such as directors Elia Kazan and Joshua Logan, and actress Kim Stanley (who gave a career-making performance as the tomboy kid sister in Picnic).
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