When Alice Walker wrote The Color Purple, she didn’t mean lavender. Why? Because this story is dark.
But let’s rewind a bit. Wednesday evening, Paterno Fellows and Aspirants gathered in the Eisenhower Auditorium to mingle, snack, and discuss all things Purple. This was our exclusive pre-show event–a look behind the scenes of the musical adaptation of Alice walker’s book that we were about to see.
The event started out like a mixer as students snacked on refreshments and spoke with both peers and professors. Many students were even able to meet Sue Paterno, who spoke a bit about volunteering at the Special Olympics. After a session of mingling, Dr. Keith Gilyard discussed the controversy surrounding the book, movie, and musical, in a way even the least knowledgeable of us (*cough-cough* me) could understand.
As someone who bought tickets for the show with as little as a “well, the book was good” to recommend it, I was reassured by the enthusiasm that many of my fellow students brought to the event. I was even more intrigued to learn about the controversy surrounding the story–I had no idea what a stir it had caused. Since none of us students were around when the book and movie first came out, Dr. Gilyard enlightened us as to all the fuss over certain themes. There were several things that got people angry, but the most notable of them was Alice Walker’s portrayal of men as terrible, dark, and even evil.
Soon after this discussion, though, guests were treated to something unexpected–a question and answer session with two the actors (one of which was Penn State class of ’08!). This discussion was all about the actors’ lives behind the scenes; we learned about acting strategies, tour life, and how the Penn State alumna got this acting gig.
Overall, the pre-show event was a pleasant chance to enhance our knowledge of the show in a relaxed environment. Maybe this is why, then, that upon the start of the show, my light-hearted demeanor needed major adjusting. As I quickly discovered, The Color Purple is not light stuff.
Seriously. The show opens with Celie, (who several times throughout the show is described as “poor, black, and ugly”) aged fourteen and holding her new baby. Her step-father quickly takes the baby away from her, presumably for Celie to never see again. The entire first act, and much of the second, consists of things going from bad to worse for this poor woman. This is mainly, of course, the fault of the play’s terrible male characters.
But it’s not all bad–ultimately, the story is one of survival and strength. And I don’t want to spoil it for anyone, but there is a happy ending. It’s a beautiful rollercoaster ride of trials, tribulations, and emotions. For me, all this was a look into a life far, far different from my own, and I realize that I’m very lucky to have that be the case. I’m pretty privileged. It’s not only my job to be thankful, but also to be gracious towards those who don’t have everything I do.
So, I guess I’ll admit it–I cried.