SEPTEMBER 1999, page 55
Special Report
West Coast Ensemble’s Balkan Women Portrays
Muslim Terror in Serbian Prison
By Pat McDonnell Twair
The only similarity between The Balkan Women performed by
the West Coast Ensemble in Los Angeles and Euripides’ Greek tragedy,
The Trojan Women, is that both groups of women are totally
at the mercy of soldiers who have invaded their land.
Whereas the Trojan women, led by Queen Hecuba and Andromache, prepared
themselves in ancient Troy for the inevitable choice of suicide
or rape and slavery at the hands of their Greek conquerors, the
Balkan women are Muslims in 1992 Bosnia whom Serb troops have taken
from their homes for interrogation in a detention camp. They, too,
fear rape and murder.
Each Muslim woman is brutally questioned in an effort to uncover
the identity of the driver who detonated a car packed with explosives
at a military fuel depot. Sixteen Serbian soldiers were burned to
death in the fiery blast.
Lt. Jovan Vlaco (Michael Cervant) is particularly suspicious about
Samira Jusic (Gabriella Bova), a beautiful 18-year-old who fits
the description of the woman who parked the Citroen filled with
TNT at the depot.
The emotions of the women are reiterated by a female chorus (Lisa
Collins, Julia M. Feliz and Stephanie Zachar). The pronouncements
of the Serbs are echoed by a helmeted male chorus wearing camouflage
uniforms.
When Vlaco bursts into the women’s cell, the male chorus orders
the Muslims to be silent.
Samira’s mother, Amina (Angela DeCicco), protectively shields her
daughter from Vlaco’s grasp.
“This is Greater Serbia and you call it Southern Bosnia,” he thunders.
Vlaco demands the name of whomever perpetrated the depot explosion,
cursing that “Muslims lie the way some people breathe.”
He refers to the Muslim women as non-Christians.
“We are non-Christians? What a way to say you are a non, a nothing,”
Samira shouts, as Vlaco departs.
Another prisoner discloses to Amina that her daughter is indeed
the woman who drove the Citroen on its deadly mission.
“But she’s only a child,” Amina laments. The chorus cries: “In
war, children swallow their childhood before their time.”
Vlaco again enters the women’s quarters and, with pistol drawn,
twists Samira’s arm behind her and drags her from the cell. Amina
throws herself upon her daughter’s tormentor, begging him to question
her instead, pleading that her daughter is too ill to withstand
torture.
For some reason, Vlaco releases Samira and instead marches Amina
to the dreaded interrogation room. There, he orders her to disrobe.
A new commander, the dreaded Col. Banislav Herek (Anthony Connota),
has just arrived from a hospital where he was operated on for shrapnel
wounds.
Amina takes heart when she hears the name of Colonel Herek. She
had known him when both were young; she the daughter of a farmer,
he a young officer training in her village.
“This is no command for me, I am a field officer,” the colonel
complains when he learns his troops are starving, raping and murdering
the Muslim prisoners.
A former university professor with daughters of his own in Belgrade,
the colonel wants the violence in the camp to cease, but he also
must find the culprit who destroyed the depot and killed 16 men.
A Contemporary Tragedy
Playwright Jules Tasca weaves a contemporary tragedy with many
plot twists and much dialogue that plumbs the dynamics of war and
demonstrates that the enemies have wasted their lives generating
hatred over past wrongs instead of emphasizing the humanity and
culture they share.
“This land is Serbian land,” Vlaco storms. “The Muslims took it
in 1389.”
“Our culture grew here since,” retorts Samira. “So war will never
end? Say it, war won’t end until all Muslims are dead.”
It is Amina’s observations that strike a universal note: “We are
all somebody’s daughter” or, she reprimands her daughter: “There
is no principle to stand on in a nightmare.”
Commented playwright Saleem Azouka: “The West Coast Ensemble is
to be congratulated for producing The Balkan Women. The civil
war in the former Yugoslavia is a terrible thing happening in our
era. The Ensemble picked up a script that other theaters haven’t
considered because it is such a heavy subject.”
Director Les Hanson says the Ensemble has performed one-act plays
by Tasca, a Pennsylvania professor who has written more than 100
plays.
“This script seemed so timely, yet we were trying to marry a contemporary
situation with Greek tragedy,” he said. “It was a huge challenge
for the actors to speak their lines at the same time the chorus
voices their message.”
The Balkan Women is formatted on Greek tragedy; there is
no happy ending. But what an emotional roller-coaster ride the audience
experiences as its story unfolds.
The Balkan Women performs through Aug. 29 at the West Coast
Ensemble, 522 N. La Brea, Los Angeles. For reservations, please
call (323) 525-0022.
Pat McDonnell Twair is a free-lance writer based in Los Angeles. |