The Matilda Waltz
Shortlisted by National Playwrights 2013 for 2014.
Review
“This script is unapologetically epic. It sweeps through decades, looking at Australian identity at home and abroad and discussing what it takes to make someone come home.Using Banjo Paterson’s poems as a starting point and link throughout the play works well; it brings a lyricism to the play. So too does the theatricality introduced with the paper airplanes, revealed at the end to be Australian birds sweeping through the play.”
- National Playwrights
Excerpt
(A figure in the background is BANJO PATERSON. He is always onstage, sometimes in a scene and when not, quietly watching. BANJO moves forward and gives a piece of paper to DRYSDALE, who is seated at his easel. The image of one of DRYSDALES’ paintings appears on the wall. DRYSDALE reads, occasionally casting withering looks at BANJO.)Prologue (in the now of theatre)
BANJO
What do you think?
DRYSDALE (giving the paper back)And your point is Barty?
BANJOI thought there might be a poem in it. What are you doing, Russell?
DRYSDALEWhat I was always doing.
BANJO (examining Drysdale’s work)Looks sort of lonely. Isolated. Big. Empty.
DRYSDALEHmm. I see it as a liberation from the civilised world.
BANJOYou just made that up.
DRYSDALEYou reckon?
BANJOOr you’re quoting one of your art critics.
(on a notepad he begins to write)
“… this new land apart, beyond
The hard old world grown fierce and fond
And bound by precedent and bond,
May we read the riddle right, and give
New hope to those who dimly see
That all things yet shall be for good,
And teach the world at length to be
One vast united brotherhood. “
Yes. Needs more though.
BANJOYour painting or my poem?
DRYSDALEYour poem. Nothing wrong with my painting.
BANJOYou should respect your elders.
DRYSDALEFinish your poem.
BANJO“So may it be! and he who sings
In accents hopeful, clear, and strong,
The glories which that future brings
Shall sing, indeed, a wondrous song.”
Good. I like it. Though – there’s nothing in it about waltzing Germans. Or Matildas.
(BANJO smiles, folds up the paper into an aeroplane and sends it flying)