Billed as a modern remake of The Scarlet Letter, In the Blood instead reminded me more of a modern-day satire on the minstrel shows of old. I watched White Christmas a few days after reading In the Blood, and Hester, the main character of the play, reminded me a good deal of Mamie, White Christmas’ version of the stereotypical maid of early Hollywood.
After finishing In the Blood, I read some commentary about the play, because I wanted to understand what I was missing, and my takeaway was that, like other modern plays, I am not sufficiently part of the ‘intelligentsia’ to understand the play. Yes, I respect Ms. Parks’s use of classical structure and style, but the play exists so much in structure and commentary that there’s a weak emotional core. As a theatregoer, I don’t require these post-modern bells and whistles: focus on the characters, on the story, on the emotion, to make a point rather than cardboard character tropes and overly-pointed social commentary. Not recommended.