I want to Blow you All…..a Kiss!
Anna Nicole at BAM is a theatrical tour de force of one of our first “famous for being famous” reality darlings: Anna Nicole Smith. One can only laugh at the sardonic and overwhelmingly crude language beautifully sung in high Opera fashion. A fusion of low brow celebrity culture weaved through classical Opera style, this show is for all who are able to take a wonderfully orchestrated joke about our obsession with the trailer trash turned tabloid queen Anna Nicole.
The opera itself, including the ensemble, language, music, and stage design, personifies the large personality of Anna Nicole. The plot weaves a path through the starlet’s life, beginning with her humble roots in Texas, and ending with her untimely death. We see a star rise to fame through sexual exploitation: her moment of stardom is because of her good looks and great body (post plastic surgery of course). As a poor, uneducated, single mother stripper in Houston, she hits the jackpot and captures the heart of billionaire oil tycoon J. Howard Marshall II. After his death, her attorney Howard Stern, labeled “Darth Vader” and “Bambi killer” by the chorus, becomes Anna’s right hand man, taking on an ambiguous role as lawyer/manager/friend/lover/husband. Anna gains weight, abuses prescription pills, and sadly dies shortly after giving birth to a baby girl.
The opera borderlines Brechtian Absurdist Theater and Surrealism. We are not shown a scene by scene retelling of a provocative TV star’s rise and fall from stardom. Instead, a wonderfully fantastical world is created through larger-than-life stage design, audacious costumes, raunchy scenarios, and jazz-inspired music. A chorus of reporters and paparazzi follow Anna’s every song and dance as she quickly skyrockets to Reality TV fame. Personified film and video cameras stalk her every move and capture the highs and lows of the starlet’s life. She was on cloud nine rising the ranks of audiences worldwide, quirky and lovable in her southern naiveté. Her blast to celebrity status came during the 1990s, the beginning of Reality TV and audience obsessions with the daily lives of young Americans. If we remember the Real World, producers selected varied candidates to exemplify the backbone of the United States as a nation that prides itself in economic, political and social diversity. Anna Nicole exemplified the American Dream by rising the economic ranks to a stature of not only financial prosperity, but celebrity success. She was a Reality Darling, and the death of her son Daniel and herself to accidental overdoses was a contemporary Greek Tragedy.
In Act I we laugh to the rambunctious antics of a young woman attempting to rise the ranks from trailer trash to financial stability. Act II takes on a somber tone dealing with Anna’s drug abuse, weight gain, court battles, and her son’s death. The sparkle and spunk of a once vivacious Playmate is lost inside of an overweight addict following the every suggestion of her lawyer Stern, arguably a man who had a paycheck in mind over the well-being of his client. We cannot just blame Stern for her self-destruction. Her rise to fame, stardom, and untimely death was a lethal combination of Anna Nicole’s charming ignorance, and our world’s obsession with Celebrities.
The last scene is powerful and makes you momentarily question who really is at fault for her death: Anna Nicole, heartbroken after her son Daniel’s accidental overdose, wraps herself inside a body bag while the personified paparazzi and reporters scatter trash and debris around her filthy home. The ironic and comical tone of earlier scenes is completely transformed to a dismal expression of a woman who cannot withstand the overwhelming antics of her Celebrity status. She becomes a martyr to Celebrity Culture, a sphere where the basic human right of privacy is completely disregarded by the Media. Of course Anna Nicole was Media hungry and chose to put her life on display, but we can still question the “Reality” in Reality TV. Anna Nicole is a great example of the formation of Celebrity Culture and contemporary Paparazzi Mania. We have, indeed, created a monster: Tabloid Media.
A metaphor sung by the Chorus at the beginning of the play very much inspires my ideas on Reality TV/Celebrity Culture. The Media/Chorus described Anna and her life as a comet, a body in space that ferociously speeds through the air and lights up the sky. As vibrant as they are propelling through the atmosphere, their light eventually subdues and they either disintegrate gracefully in outer space, or, penetrate our earth’s atmosphere and die a brazen death by impacting the terrain. Anna Nicole was definitely the latter; she fought a long fight to be America’s darling, and she most certainly did not leave this earth without an impact.
Composed by Mark-Anthony Turnage
Libretto by Richard Thomas
Directed by Richard Jones
Conducted by Steven Sloane
- Review: City Opera’s Anna Nicole Tells Tabloid Saga (wqxr.org)
- I Was a Camera: Parsing ‘Anna Nicole: The Opera’ (observer.com)
- Meet Opera’s Anna Nicole Smith (blogs.villagevoice.com)
- Anna Nicole Opera in Brooklyn (nysocialstatus.com)
- BAM Blog
- NY Times review