It’s an
interesting coincidence that there are two plays currently playing on national
mainstages that deal quite substantially with the idea of extinction. Malthouse’s
They
Saw A Thylacine, and Black Swan’s
Extinction talk
around and about the issue, not just examining its ramifications, but also
about the role we humans play in the process, the way we can prevent mass extinctions
through changing the way we behave and act. Hannie Rayson’s Extinction
adds another layer to the mix, in examining the idea of ‘clean’ and ‘dirty’
money – money that comes from ethically-grey sources, in this case, a coal-mining
company. It’s a bold move for Black Swan to produce this play, as their major
sponsor is mining giant Rio Tinto, and the play’s very existence further
examines this idea simply by being programmed, staged, and written about.
Directed by Stuart
Halusz, Extinction is the story of four interconnected characters. On a stormy
night, Harry Jewel (Matt Dyktynski) hits a tiger quoll whilst driving, and
takes it to a zoologist-cum-vet (Hannah Day). Hannah’s partner, both
professionally and personally, is another vet, Andy (Myles Pollard), whose
sister Heather (Sarah McNeill) runs the conservation research facility at a nearby
university. And very soon, all four characters’ lives are intertwined as they
fight not just to save the quoll, but fight for everything they believe in and
stand for. Halusz directs with a clear hand, and it’s refreshing to see such a
strong script be given such an assured production – never for a moment are we
left in any doubt that the writer and/or director aren’t at the top of their
game. While some moments may ring with an air of too much exposition, or a turn
of phrase jars slightly, Rayson’s structure and momentum in Extinction are solid and well-crafted,
and it is matched by Halusz’s skill as a director, to keep everything moving,
to not get bogged down in Rayson’s long scenes, to let the play move and flow
and breathe and shift as it must.
Playing in the
Heath Ledger theatre in Perth 
While the first
act suffers slightly from a somewhat repetitive momentum in the scenes, whereby
they each build to a similar point by their end, it would be interesting to see
what another production makes of Rayson’s script, how they solve the challenges
she throws to a team with her call for depicting the rainforest and the injured
quoll, as well as the need for an interval, and the rhythm of the production as a whole. In many respects, this production – just as much as this play – deserves
a long life, and I hope other companies within Australia see it, hear about it,
and decide to program it, help it to live a long and fruitful life, as the
ethical quandaries of arts funding, conservation funding, clean energy, and heavyweight
industry are negotiated, and the borders of ethical practice are explored and
defined. 
 
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