A
Reader's
Theatre adaptation of the
classic novel
Sinclair
Lewis’ 1926 bitingly satirical novel about
sinner-turned-evangelist Elmer Gantry caused waves of controversy when
it was
published. The book
was banned in
Boston. It was
roundly denounced from
the pulpits of those it targeted.
There
were even suggestions that the author be jailed for having dared to
peel back
the thin veil of hypocrisy concealing the sort of lives led by
heartless
grifters who ran the American’s booming religion industry in the early
20th
century. Although
the work was far too expansive to capture fully in
a hour and a half show, I tried to capture the essence of the novel by
focusing
my adaption on scenes that walked Elmer through each of the churches at
which
he had some sort of pivotal experience. These experiences centered on
one of
the significant women in his life.
Although in each of these episodes Elmer seems to
have a liminal moment
in which he grows and perhaps mature, my overall goal was to show the
audience
was to demonstrate that the more he seemed to change, the more he
stayed the
same old narcissistic, cynical, self-serving Elmer. The
main sections of the show were as follows: 1. Elmer’s
Conversion –
Elmer goes from a hell-raising college athlete to
an aspiring Baptist minister after one memorable service. 6. The Affair with Hettie Dowler – Elmer’s perfect secretary (and mistress) turns out to be a perfect blackmail artist. Elmer must find a way to survive the scandal and redeem himself in the public eye. Excerpts from the script:
Elmer: Elmer
hoped to be late
enough to creep in inconspicuously, but as his
mother and he straggled up to the Romanesque portico, students were
still
outside chattering. He
was certain they
were whispering Male Student: “There
he is – Hell-cat
Gantry. Female Student: Say,
is it really true
he’s under the conviction of sin?
I thought he cussed out the church more’n
anybody in college.” Elmer: Elmer
looked at his
critics defiantly. “I’ll
show ‘em! If they
think I’m
going to sneak in…” He swaggered down
almost to the front pews, Elmer’s Mother: to
the joy of his mother,
who had been afraid that as usual he would
hide in the rear, handy to the door if the preacher should become
personal. Elmer: Five
minutes later Elmer
would not have had a seat down front.
Now he could not escape.
He was packed in between his mother and a
wheezing fat man, and in the aisle beside his pew stood evangelical
tailors and
ardent school-teachers. All: They
stood for the singing
of “Shall
We Gather at the River?” Elmer: Elmer in articulately began to feel his community with these humble aspiring people – his own prairie tribe. Could he resist the current of their united belief and longing? (Back)
Sharon:
“Oh, it was wonderful!
Honestly, I almost cried myself!
Elmer it was just fine!” Elmer:
“Didn’t I get ‘em?
Didn’t I get ‘em?
Say, Sharon, I’m so glad it went over,
because it was your show and I wanted to give you all I could!” Sharon:
“No! Please!” Elmer:
“But you do like me?” Sharon:
“Yes, I do.” Elmer:
“How much?” Sharon:
“Not very much.
I can’t like anyone very much.
But I do like you.
Some day I might fall in love with you.
A tiny bit.
If you don’t rush me too much.
But only physically.
No one can
touch my soul.” Elmer:
“Do you think that’s decent?
Isn’t that sin?” Sharon:
“I can’t sin! I am above sin!
I am really and truly sanctified, with me God
will turn it to his glory. I
can kiss
you like this – Yes, or passionately, terribly passionately, and it
would only
symbolize my complete union with Jesus!
I have told you a mystery.
You
can never understand. But
you can serve
me. Would you like
to?” Elmer:
“Yes, I would… but don’t you need arms like
these around you, just now and then, defending you? Sharon:
“Perhaps.
But I’m not to be hurried.
I am
I! It is I who choose! I can do anything I want to!
God chose me to do his work.
I am the reincarnation of Joan of Arc, of
Catherine of Sienna! I
have
visions! God talks
to me! I said once
that I hadn’t the brains to rival
the men evangelists. Lies!
False
modesty! They are
God’s message, but I
am God’s right hand!” Elmer: “My God, she’s crazy!” Elmer thought, but he did not care. He would give it all up to follow her. (Back) Prosperous
Parishioner:
In the autumn of his first
year All:
in Zenith Elmer:
Elmer started his All: famous Lively Sunday
Evenings. Earnest
Mother:
Mornings he
announced he would give them solid religious meat to sustain them
through the
week. Future
Mistress:
but Sunday evenings he would provide them the
best cream puffs. Elmer:
Christianity was a Glad Religion Giggling
Girls:
and he was
going to make it gladder. Cynical
Parishioner:
There was a safe, conservative sanguinary
hymn or two at his Lively Sunday Evenings. Cynic’s
Wife:
and a short
sermon about sunsets, authors, Earnest
Mother:
or gambling, Enthusiastic Young Couple: but most of the time they were just happy boys and girls together. (Back)
Elmer:
“What d’you want here?” Hettie:
“Hush!
It’s my husband!” Elmer:
“Your—“
Elmer’s cry was the bleat of a bitten sheep.
“Your – But you aren’t
married! Hettie:
“I am.
Oscar, you get out of here!
How
dare you intrude like this!” Oscar:
“Well, I’ve caught you two with the goods!” Hettie:
“This is my boss, and he’s come here to talk
over some work.” Oscar:
“Yeh – I bet he has… This afternoon I bribed
my way in here, and I’ve got all his letters to you.
Now, Gantry, this ought to cost you about
fifty thousand dollars, but I don’t suppose you can afford that much. But if I sue for
alienation of Hettie’s
affections that’s the amount I’ll sue for.
But if you want to settle out of court in a nice
gentlemanly manner,
I’ll let you off for ten thousand…” Elmer:
“If you think you can blackmail me –“ Oscar:
“Think?
Hell! I know I can!” Elmer
gaped after the departing Oscar. He
turned quickly and caught Hettie grinning. Elmer:
“My God, I believe you’re in on this!” Hettie: “What of it, you big lummox! We’ve got the goods on you. Your letters will sound lovely in court! Now get out of here! I’m sick of hearing your blatting! No, I don’t think you’d better hit me. Oscar’ll be waiting outside the door. Sorry I won’t be able to be at church tomorrow – don’t worry about my things or my salary – I got ‘em this afternoon!” (Back)
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