Now, you might wonder what Anne and Scarlett have in common other than their being women and having performed on stage. Well, during Anne’s time, women couldn’t be actresses unless they were nobility and their performances were part of masques. As the genre’s name indicates, the actors and actresses wore masks, many representing allegorical figures. Today, women act across the spectrum of dramatic forms and perform across the spectrum of venues.
That masques involved masks isn’t much different from the masks worn by Greek actors. We still use the masks of comedy and tragedy to symbolize theatre and theatric performances. But even without a physical mask, all actors wear masks of another sort, psychological ones. After all, the essence of acting is—How should I put this?—acting, that is, pretending to be someone else, wearing the persona of another, generating make-believe. Actors and actresses don’t give autobiographic performances; they give biographic ones.
Ann Boleyn’s performance in a masque was allowable in England during the sixteenth century because she performed at court. Nobility could do that. Commoners, however, weren’t allowed to have women act in their public plays. For the depiction of women, boys played the roles, wearing periwigs and lead-based makeup. Boys played Shakespeare’s women—the movie Shakespeare in Lovemakes the point for those who never read or studied Shakespeare and Elizabethan drama. Imagine: Boys who aren’t women played women! Imagine: Women who have given in the last three centuries many of the best acting performances ever to grace stage and screen wouldn’t have been allowed to practice their art had they wished to act in the fifteenth, sixteenth, and early seventeenth century.
Enter Scarlett and her signing on to play a transgender person in a film. Protests loud and clear made Scarlett acquiesce to the demands that she be removed from the cast because she isn’t a transgendered person. Okay, maybe the protestors have a point of sorts. Who would know better the feelings and the experiences of a trans than an actual trans? That’s a good point. But then, why have George Clooney play an astronaut when he’s never been to space? Why have Tom Cruise play a spy when he’s never been a spy? And so on.
Apparently, by today’s standards of political correctness, no one can know anything of substance about anyone else who might be part of some self-identifying group. So, women can’t play a trans by the logic of our time. You realize what this means, don’t you?
It means that we can have no human unity. We can’t put ourselves in others’ shoes. We can’t truly empathize. We’re all basically lost in little self-contained cells walled off from those who don’t have the “credentials” to be what we are or to belong to our self-proclaimed classification. It means there can’t be a meeting of minds and hearts, and that, by extension, peaceful coexistence is a mere myth.
Let’s go back about three centuries from Ann Boleyn’s wearing a mask to the time of Ramon LLull (1232-1315).* This famous Catalan mystic was a well-traveled writer who influenced both his contemporaries and those who came after him. Ramon had a mission: He wanted people to understand one another, even to the point of using a common language. He believed that in commonality humans could find peace and harmony. Ramon’s goal was to invent or discover Ars inveniendi veritatis (“the art of finding truth”). He spread his philosophy, his Ars, from the Iberian peninsula to the Middle East and across northern Africa. He wanted to unite Muslims, Christians, and Jews in language and thinking.
Of course, he failed. All of us—all groups—still huddle in closed groups, some even suggesting that someone who is not genetically Asian, for example, would have no right to wear Asian style clothing, as was the charge against a Caucasian Utah senior who wore a “Chinese” dress to a prom in April, 2018.** Think about that in this context: King James II of Aragon followed Llull’s principles and established a Majorcan school for the study of Oriental languages so that Llull’s Ars could reach more people. And think of this: Ramon Llull was stoned to death. And for what? Trying to unify people of different perspectives and languages?
So, those who have sought unification like Ramon Llull have not achieved their goal. Women who sought equality have not achieved their goal. Actors and actresses have no right to pretend even when they are sympathetic to those whose lives they portray. Drama is dead. Literature is dead. Sympathetic and empathetic emotions are dead. Humor and pathos are dead. Thinking is dead. Unity of humans, regardless of their gender or self-designated classification, is dead.
Is there some strange irony here? Scarlett Johansson played a totally “transformed” human in Lucy. If you’ve seen the movie, you know that she just didn’t undergo a sex change; she underwent a “total” change. And, maybe in yet another irony, Scarlett, who played Mary Boleyn in The Other Boleyn Girl, lost her head acting position in the movie she was forced to abandon.
*Also known as Raymond Lully, he was born in Majorca.
**There’s a story on it in the Washington Postif you care to look it up.