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9 June 2011
The Wicked Generation?
""A theatre review" "
By: Julia Gasper
Mike Bartlett’s play “Love, Love, Love”, currently on at the
Playhouse,
is not one I can honestly recommend. For a start, it is not a
good evening’s entertainment. The dialogue is bland, the action
is static and none of the actors are outstanding. The two
females in the cast, Lisa Jackson and Rosie Wyatt, both have
harsh unattractive voices and they shout throughout as if they
were addressing a deaf person. Jackson over-acts in a somewhat
unsubtle way. The story is meant to cover a period of forty
years, yet by the end the central characters have not put on a
pound in weight or got one grey hair between them. What’s their
secret?
Not only is the play dull, but it is preachy. Bartlett thinks
that the Baby Boomer generation was wicked and selfish,
responsible first for the swinging sixties and then for the
harsh and unjust Thatcherite era, finally for being bad parents
who have left their children a worse world. “You climbed the
ladder and broke it behind you,” someone complains. Bartlett is
not, of course, the first to come out with this nonsense. He is
following a fad, of which the book by David Willets, “The
Pinch: How Baby-Boomers Took Their Children’s Future” is
another example. Willets seems to imagine that the generation
born in the post-War Bulge were all prosperous, successful and
had an easy time, while their children face poverty and other
forms of deprivation. That is a complete myth. There were
successful and unsuccessful people in the post-War generation,
just as there are now. There were severe economic problems in
the 1970s and a massive recession again in the 1980s. Not
everybody who went to university like Ken and Sandra ended up
rich or even had a steady job. It is a fallacy to imagine that
graduates necessarily earn more than people who don’t go to
university. The sociology of Bartlett’s play is shallow and
inaccurate.
Ken and Sandra, the central characters, are supposed to
represent everything significant that happened in forty years.
First they are the dope-smoking pop-fans of the sixties, and
then they turn into the yuppies of the eighties. This is
somewhat unconvincing. Oh yes, and Sandra is a feminist as
well, which Bartlett equates with being a bad mother. Despite
sending their children to expensive private schools, they still
end up rolling in money with two or three houses, private gyms
and swimming pools, cars etc. The play takes a bunch of
stereotypes and strings them all into one, and the result is
shallow. Ken and Sandra are shown as selfish and materialistic,
as if those things were somehow limited to any generation in
the history of the world. They are negligent parents, heavy
drinkers, and more interested in having affairs than bringing
up their children who are supposedly traumatised by their
divorce. Can Rose and Jamie really be more traumatised than the
children who were subjected to the First World War, the Second
World War, or all the massacres that have taken place around
the world since? Personally I feel that along with racism,
sexism and handicappism, there is now a new form of bigotry,
“generationism” and this is what Bartlett is offering. He is
trying to blame the world’s woes on a single generation who
listened to the Beatles and went downhill from there.
I felt quite dismayed by the play’s final scene, in which the
wicked parents are blamed for wanting to spend the money they
earned on a trip around the world instead of buying their
daughter a house. We are facing a crisis in this country of
lack of care for the elderly. There are very few baby-boomers
who have huge private pensions like that of Ken in the play,
and a lot of old people now have to sell their houses to pay
for care. Moreover we have a severe lack of care homes, and
standards inside some of them have been exposed as shockingly
bad. There is no room here to argue about the political or
economic causes of this crisis, but I feel that in such a
context, Bartlett’s whinging about the awful deprivation of his
own generation is in poor taste.
Julia Gasper. http://www.oxfordplayhouse.com/
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