I saw a production of the musical today. I wouldnta wanted to see it but it was on a subscription we have, so….just some reflections:
The Broadway production opened 15 years ago. 2011.
And now, it shows its age.
I remember thinking at the time that its appearance was an attempt to normalize Mormonism, maybe in preparation for Romney’s presidential run. And lemme say that everything I know about the sect I learned either from Christopher Hitchens’ book “God is Not Great”, or from the online research I did into Mormonism that year.
It is a play about Mormonism in the same spirit as that comedy “Sister Mary Ignatius Explains it All for You”. (And for that matter in the same spirit as those jokes @Gerard and I have been trading on the humor 5hread.) Anyway: back in 2011, there were a few things EVERYBODY knew about Mormonism: no booze, no coffee, sacred underwear, no black people, ( oh and polygamy, which the musical does not touch).
The “no blacks” thing, which was obviated by a new revelation before Romney’s campaign, looms large in the musical. It’s why the last scene, (which isn’t very funny now) was a laffriot back then, with the entire “African” cast showing up as Mormon missionaries.
And so does FGM ( female genital mutilation) which, it’s hard to remember, was a very big issue before being totally eclipsed by transsexualism. I mean, having your vagina stitched shut is reversible: having your genital organs excised, not so much. And the funny thing is, the furor was over whether young girls, at the very least, should be shielded from such surgeries. Oh the GIRLS! The poor African girls. (Yes it’s largely an African custom; they do it in Eritrea, famously a Christian country.) Who’da thunk that a decade later we’d be encouraging American girls to make even more drastic such decisions before puberty, and honoring their whim as an inviolable command?
I was also struck by how…non-global we were in 2011.Back then just the mention of the young missionaries being sent to Uganda was funny, it was like Kazakhstan in the Borat movies . Hey I mean those are real places, and they can hear us. It’s not safe or , ah, tasteful, to use them as the butt of a joke.
Seeing this show again was one of those experiences which takes you up short, makes you realize how much we as a country have changed since what seems like only yesterday.