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Lysistrata
The Sex Strike
Aristophanes, Germaine Greer, Phil Wilmott
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Lysistrata
The Sex Strike
Aristophanes, Germaine Greer, Phil Wilmott
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A new version of the Greek classic play adapted by world-famous feminist author, Germaine Greer. The ancient world is gripped by a long and futile war. While the men of Athens fight in a foreign land, the women of Athens can take no more. Lysistrata, the play's heroine, persuades the women to barricade themselves inside a building and refuse to give their husbands sex until they negotiate an end to the Peloponnesian War and secure peace. She also persuades the women of Sparta, the enemy, to join her cause and refuse sex to their husbands until they too agree to stop the war. The men eventually give in, peace is agreed and the women go home to their husbands.
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Teatro antico e classicoACT ONE
As the audience enter, 1950âs dance music can be heard but thinly, as if played on a tinny old record player. Against this there are occasional loud explosions and bursts of machine-gun fire.
The dimly-lit steam room is strewn with male debris; there are piles of abandoned towels lying around, empty bottles of scotch and discarded copies of the Times-like newspaper, âThe Hoi Polloiâ, mocked up in a cartoon style so that every headline mentions the word âwarâ. e.g. âWAR CONTINUESâ, âMORE WARâ, âWAR INTERRUPTS SPORTâ, âWAR FASHION EXTRAâ etc.
In the middle of all this sits a particularly fat and greasy senator being massaged. As the play starts the senator and masseur leave.
Music. (The introduction to Julie Londonâs recording of âOur Time Will Comeâ cross fades with the pre-set sound). On the lyric âOur time will comeâ Stratyllis, Rhoddipe and Nikodike enter through the centre door and stand for a moment looking at the mess. They are the bathhouse cleaners.
Stratyllis is their natural leader, mouthy, inquisitive and hungry for a better life. Rhodippe is softer and more trusting, Nikodike is sharp and cynical. Their tough life has made them world-weary and cynical but they are capable of great warmth and high spirits.
They begin to clean up the mess and scrub the place clean. After a few moments Lysistrata enters. She is expecting other society women to be there. It is important that she takes no notice of the cleaning women. It is as though they are invisible. When she removes her cloak she simply holds it out expecting someone to take it from her â and they do.
She is strikingly beautiful and very self-possessed in a plucky âhead galâ kind of way. The cleaning women carry on cleaning around Lysistrata as the music fades under her speech.
Lysistrata
Nobody here. Nearly dawn and thereâs nobody here. If Iâd asked them to a wine-tasting or a gambling party, or a fashion show theyâd have been here hours ago. But to a secret political meeting, a small matter of life and death and the future of civilisation â Oh, thatâs not a pressing matter. They just might drift by eventually, if nothing more urgent or interesting comes up.
Her neighbour Kalonike, a bustling big woman with an infectious dirty laugh calls to her from the back of the auditorium and makes her way to the stage.
Kalonike
Who-ooh! Hello darling!
Lysistrata
Oh Kalonike, bless you! (They kiss)
Kalonike
Sorry Iâm late, darling. I couldnât decide which earrings to wear. Well, isnât this exciting. Come now⊠clear that brow, before those creases get permanent. (She looks around) So this is what itâs like in here. Iâve always wondered.
She picks up a discarded male jock-strap and laughs lustfully. One of the cleaning women relieves her of it and her cloak â again barely acknowledged.
Lysistrata
This is it. The bathhouse. This is where our menfolk come to escape from women and take decisions on our behalf. The perfect place, wouldnât you say, for the first meeting of âWomen for Peaceâ? But where is everyoneâŠ? Weâre always being told that weâve got no brains, that weâre irresponsible and flighty. I do women the courtesy of treating them like adults and they canât even be bothered to make an appearance.
Kalonike isnât really listening, sheâs having a good nose around. She looks into one of the pools.
Kalonike
Ohh look darling theyâve got goldfish in here (to the fish) Hello, hello!
Lysistrata
I begin to think my father was right about women after all.
Kalonike
Well how many women are there who give a damn about foreign affairs?
Lysistrata
This isnât a foreign affair. Itâs a war thatâs ruining our lives right here and now! What could be closer to home? I bet theyâre still lounging in bed.
Kalonike
Darling, it is the middle of the night. You might be able to come and go as you please but other women have responsibilities.
Lysistrata
What are servants for if women canât take their minds off running the house for five minutes? This meeting is important.
Kalonike
A smoothly-run household is important too. And you keep making such a mystery about your important business that they have no chance to judge for themselves. Can anything be so important?
Lysistrata
Indeed it is. Something Iâve been sweating over during many a long sleepless night.
Kalonike (lustfully)
Send him round to me, love. I know I could do with a good sweat. (She laughs dirtily.)
Lysistrata
Could you just stop thinking about sex for a moment? Thereâs a lot at stake here. We must be strong â this is our destiny.
Kalonike
Youâve had a vision! How exciting. I had one recently, did I tell you? I dreamt I was pinned to this rock by this great brute of a swan and he kept arching his long muscular neck and all my clothes fell off. What could it mean?.. Then thereâs another one in which Iâm chased up a greasy column by a boa constrictor â
Lysistrata
Kalonike! Please concentrate. All the hopes of Greece are pinned on us women. If only the Peloponnesians would stop being soâŠ
Kalonike
I just wish theyâd all stop being.
Lysistrata
Why, for goodness sake? What have they ever done to you?
Kalonike
Darling, we are at war with the Peleponnesians.
Lysistrata
Iâm not. Whoâs we? I suppose youâd like the Boetians wiped out too?
Kalonike
WellâŠ
Lysistrata
We canât go on like this. If the women would only come, the Boetians, the Peloponnesians, the women of all the states, we could save the whole federation between us.
Kalonike
But what can we do? All weâve ever learnt to do is sit around looking ornamental.
Lysistrata
Thatâs our strategy. Our instruments will be transparent dresses and dainty little shoes, rouge and musk.
Kalonike
How are we going to use them?
Lysistrata
In such a way that men shall never in our time lift their weapons against each other.
Kalonike
Well if it means a few more fellas lift their weapons in my direction â Iâll paint my nipples gold. (Dirty laugh. Lysistrata glares at her and the laugh withers) Oh, isnât thatâŠ? Oh look Lysistrata. Yoo hoo! Girls!
Myrrhine and Kalike enter through the audience. They are both young, glamorous and beautiful. Myrrhine is dizzy with the excitement of it all. Kalike is rather more nervy. As they approach the stage Lysistrata calls:
Lysistrata
Jolly good show. Where are you two from?
Myrrhine
Weâre the Anagyrus girls.
Lysistrata
Ah, yes, Suburban Womenâs Association of Mothers for Peace, isnât it?
Myrrhine
Thatâs right. SWAMP for short.
Kalike (looking about her)
Are we too late? Is it all over? (The cleaning women take their cloaks.)
Lysistrata
Iâm ...