Checkmate
is a single act performance piece dealing with control, solipsism, voyeurism,
and the relationship of these aspects of the human psyche to sexual
repression. This minimalist theater exists within a symbolic inner space,
set outside of time or direct narrative experience. While moving towards
an extremely dark crescendo, it maintains a structural circularity,
creating “modes” of existence aesthetically linking this
nearly silent sequence of imagery from beginning to end. Cinematically,
its dramatic core, set to the first movement of Gustav Mahler’s
9th Symphony, commences with a chess game between “the chess master”
and his mysterious female opponent. This symbolic dialectic of sexual
energy gradually descends into a nightmarish ritual of sadomasochistic
eroticism, displaying the meta-game of winning and losing inherent in
the willful dichotomy of man and woman.
In opposition
to the twisted ritualistic nature of “the game”, we witness
the solitary relationship of the chess master to his object of iconographic
worship, the television set. This segment of hypnotic entrapment enwraps
the central dream sequence with an introduction and conclusion of sobering
reality. After hearing the chess master espouse his philosophy of control
in one of the few verbal sound bites cutting through otherwise serene
audio space like a serrated knife, we watch this darkly clad figure
sit catatonically in front of a lone television set announcing its own
supremacy with the slogan “Television Is Watching You”.
This four word phrase introduces Checkmate’s silent movement and
abruptly shatters its sadomasochistic climax, becoming the beat of a
nearly masturbatory channel surfing finale pounding out the tyrannical
notes of media bombardment.
This piece
has its formative origins in German Expressionism, removing kinetic
drama from any sort of real or presentational theater. The plastic nature
of its form exists in a strange interzone between cinema and television,
reminiscent of early 1960’s surreal, absurdist programs by Ernie
Kovacs, and stylistic, atemporal drama serving as the backbone of Alaine
Resnais’ Last Year at Marienbad. Conceptually, Checkmate replaces
Resnais’ love triangle with a triad of man, woman, and media.
The classical relationship of husband, wife, and Supreme Being has been
modified into winner, loser, and machine, a post modernist approach
to the normal narrative erupting from desire and divine intervention.
In Checkmate real physical contact is replaced by the phallic intersection
of the chess piece held by the gloved hand of the chess master who is
torn between lust and stylistic sterility.
Ultimately,
the visual uniformity of the wardrobe, lighting, aesthetics, and dreamlike
actions coalesce into one fabric, one moment outside of cause or meaning,
represented by the sound of the ticking clock, signaling the true beginning
and end of the act. Visually, the character of the chess master is a
fusion of a Chaplinesque silent movie actor and Peter Sellers’
Doctor Strangelove, combining romance and antiseptic removal. Checkmate
conjures the subliminal collective memory of a time when film was an
escape into other worldliness and fuses that time with the pre-apocalyptic
present of the twenty-first century. Just as Marcel du Champ turned
the chess game into a Dadaist “doing”, Checkmate transforms
the theatrical elements of chess play through emotive tension, combining
action, eroticism, and a sinister message into one distinct mood, transcending
its own medium.
