THE SALIENT FACTS about Sarah Kane’s 4.48 Psychosis are as follows: Kane was a young playwright with a history of depression when she wrote the play, a nearly formless scriptโwith no stage directions or character attributionsโthat centers on a mental patient’s depression and suicidal impulses. Shortly after finishing the play, Kane hung herself, making it basically impossible for future audiences to separate Psychosis from Kane’s own biography.
In choosing to perform Kane’s final work, defunkt tasked themselves with carving a production out of the raw material provided by the script. They chose to cast Psychosis with three actorsโtwo men, Joel Harmon and Matthew Kern, and one woman, Christy Bigelow. Bigelow acts as the script’s central character, a mental patient, struggling with depression and suicidal impulses (see what I mean about separating the work from the life?). As she rails against herself, her doctor, and mortality itself, Bigelow brings poise, deadpan humor, and self-awareness to a production that is otherwise characterized by a lack of all three.
Harmon and Kern are supplemental figures, foils to Bigelow’s pained introspectionโbut rather than clarifying and sharpening Bigelow’s performance, the two men, under the none-too-lucid direction of Grace Carter, only obscure it. Carter favors movement that implies meaning without actually conveying any, and amid all the talking in unison and cryptically significant hand gestures, Harmon and Kern quickly bog down in self-seriousness. (I should confess to a deep bias against any production that opens on a silent actor making prolonged eye contact with the audience. In the grab bag of devices that mean something serious is happening right now, it’s arguably the laziest.) The show’s gaudy production designโcostumes that look like yoga gear on the USS Enterprise, projected images of flowers, generic sound effects that connote “crazy”โonly reinforces the impression that Carter & Co. are overwhelmed by their material.
The discomfiting thing about 4:48 Psychosis is that it documents a mind turned on itselfโa fierce intelligence fighting a battle the mind can’t win, some uneasy meeting of Artaud’s theater of cruelty and Virginia Woolf at her most self-lacerating. Instead, defunkt gives us an avante-garde adaptation of Girl, Interrupted, a production that obscures the script’s best qualities in aimless pseudo-depth.

Respectfully , I think you are wrong in a lot ways in regards to defunkt’s production of 4.48 Psychosis and I think the fact so many other rave reviews are out there should perhaps make you take a second look at your own biases and self limiting concepts of theater, since in the past you’ve hated everything defunct has done, ranted about their spelling of their name and the best you have mustered was a back handed compliment for their last production, perhaps you should’t be the critic from the Mercury to attend their works. It’s not your cup of tea. Also in the future try to articulate why you don’t like something a bit better perhaps, and try to discuss a performance without making the focus of your writing YOU. You called product design gaudy but never mentioned the space is barren flesh toned paint, it does a disservice to the production designer, Bill Trip, the readers of the Portland Mercury and to other critics who take their craft seriously.
I mean absolutely no disrespect to you personally Ms. Hallett, I just don’t feel your review was substantiated by your copy and in the future would love to see that improved in your writing.
If you are interested Ms. Hallett here is my review of the show http://www.diggintochina.com/2010/03/448-pโฆ
That link doesn’t workโcould you try posting it again, or maybe using a URL shortner?
The fact that other critics in town appreciated Psychosis more than I did does not in any way make me inclined to rethink my own position. If it did, I’d be in the wrong line of work. (And for the record, I’m in no way anti-defunktโI wrote a positive review of Country Doctor; I also liked the Communist Dracula Pageant quite a bit last season.)