I don’t want my blog to get into a running travelogue about my trip to China so this will probably be the last entry where that subject is the main focus. I just wanted to comment on what is usually the most onerous part of my travels but turned out to be rather delightful this time around–air travel. I have to say that Japan Airlines has ruined me for all U.S. domestic flights. The food, service and entertainment even in economy class was great. I am not going to wax philosophical wondering why U.S. carriers can’t replicate it. I will just assume they have costs that Japan Airlines doesn’t and leave it at that.
The thing I will pose the “why don’t we have that” question about is the entertainment. I watched a great Kabuki piece while on the plane, the Noda version of Togitatsu no Utare performed in 2005. I had no idea kabuki could be that funny and irreverent. I was getting some glances from my neighbors because I was laughing so loudly. There was a lot of self-referential stuff, what looked to be the kabuki version of the West Side Story opening number and a Rube Goldberg contraption. To be sure, according to this article, kabuki may not have been quite so funny until recently. (Though it also sounds like it originally might have been.)
Purists probably considered the show I saw to be a dumbing down of the art form. Maybe it is. But it was a fun introduction to kabuki for an international visitor like myself who is only generally familiar with the art form. This type of pride in a national art form is what I wish there was more of on airplanes. Some might argue that given Hollywood is the center of the film world, all the films shown are, in fact, a statement of national pride.
As an arts person I am not, of course, going to be satisfied with that line of reasoning. While I am not the biggest fan of musicals, they would probably end up being the most natural choice in terms of how accessible they would be to domestic and international audiences. Given all the performers and writers contracts that have/are entering negotiation, it would be the perfect time to broach the subject of renumeration for the airborne broadcasts. If a rule bound, insular art form like Kabuki can begin to exhibit sweeping changes in their performance style, arranging to have Spring Awakening shown on a plane should be easy in comparison.
Heck, given that most people in the United States haven’t been to the theatre it would be as much an entrée to the form for the domestic audience as the Kabuki was to me as a visitor to Japan.