category: short play
genre: horror
running time: twelve minutes
setting: the lobby of a brothel
period: early 19th century characters:
Urania, a young prostitute
Ned, an adventurer
Eugene, a nervous young man
story:
On a dark and stormy night, three people sit wait
the lobby of a brother, Ned and Eugene playing cards and Urania
standing at a window, watching the rain fall. Eugene is waiting
for the arrival of his hired woman for the night, and in the
course of his conversation with Ned shares contradicting explanations
for his presence in the house of ill repute, who is equally
ambiguous as to his precise occupation, which is what he claims
brings him there. Meanwhile, talking to the window panes,
Urania is struggling with the decision to go through with
the act of selling her body, or remain at the brothel in the
purely clerical position of doorkeeper. Eventually, she decides
to embrace her new life, offering herself up to Eugene in
place of his missing courtesan; he accepts and they vanish
into the brothel. Alone, Ned opens his satchel to reveal that
he’s carrying a wooden stake and mallet- the tools of
the vampire hunter. Eugene returns covered in blood, a stained
carving knife in his hand, a happy serial killer glorifying
in his latest victim. Just as the men face off, Urania returns,
bleeding from stab wounds but entirely alive, and killing
Eugene reveals her own hidden nature as the vampire Ned is
pursuing. The storm, building throughout the scene, brings
the play to its end.
author’s comments:
I wrote this play my first semester at Reed, for my Introduction
to Theater class, which I took, interestingly enough, with Jesse
Baldwin, who would later figure quite heavily in my San Francisco
theater career. Despite its brevity you can see all the hallmarks
of my early writing: women at the focus, trapped into a kind of
noble victimhood, and a pre-occupation with dark, supernatural dreariness.
What sets this piece apart is the unusual graphic nature of the
violence- two blood soaked bodies in tweleve minutes is not typically
a characteristic of my writing- and the cloaked, allegorical style
of the speaking- my first real success with creating a specific
vernacular for a specific play. Though the morbidity is here in
full force it’s tempered by a certain ironic wit running through
the play and I rather like Ned as the heroic, Victorian young gun
out to bag vampires and save the world. The veiled card game exchanges
between Ned and Eugene features some of my coyest writing ever and
two actors with a flare for “wink-wink” roles would
have a ball with this piece- which as a whole is neat and tidy,
very economical, a near-perfect prism as far as plot structure goes,
and just mysterious enough to leave people intrigued. Throw in the
right gothic designs and a pretty, morose woman in a nightgown and
you’ve got an excellent little mood piece, somewhere between
German expressionist theater and Edward Gorey with an extra helping
of gore.
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