Baldwin’s Harlem Comes to London

A production of The Amen Corner has enthralled Britain with its universal themes on religion.

Lucian Msamati as Luke and Marianne Jean-Baptiste as Sister Margaret (Richard Hubert Smith)
Lucian Msamati as Luke and Marianne Jean-Baptiste as Sister Margaret (Richard Hubert Smith)

(The Root) — Harlem has come to London, and what a marvelous spectacle it is to behold. To be precise, it is James Baldwin’s Harlem of 1953 — complete with haunting, sensual jazz music, uplifting Pentecostal songs and the majestic cadences of evangelical oratory — that has the South Bank completely enthralled.

Baldwin’s The Amen Corner, his debut 1954 play based in part on his own years as a teenage Pentecostal preacher, has been given new life in a magisterial production at London’s National Theatre, led by acclaimed British director Rufus Norris and starring Marianne Jean-Baptiste (the Oscar-nominated black British actress famous for her role in CBS’s Without a Trace).

It is the story of Sister Margaret, a domineering Harlem pastor and tyrannical matriarch whose grip on her ebullient congregation is suddenly challenged when her errant husband, Luke, a jazz musician, unexpectedly returns after a decade away and her dutiful-but-frustrated 18-year-old son, David, seeks to shun the church and become a musician like his father.

There are bravura performances all around, especially from Lucian Msamati as Luke, who masterfully captures the braggadocio, effortless cool and gloriously unrepentant joie de vivre of the dying musician who wants to be reunited with his wife. Jean-Baptiste, too, is exceptional and brings deft emotional nuances to the role of Margaret, oscillating between smug, sanctified certainty and the heartrending pathos of recapturing a love she had abandoned in favor of God.

Despite being a searing critique of the role of the church in African-American society, Baldwin’s work never denies the very real power of religion to uplift downtrodden, oppressed people or the genuine solace and consolation that it can offer.

Trenchantly condemning religious hypocrisy as well as skillfully addressing notions of the pulpit as pure theater, Baldwin presents us with marvelously delineated characters who display the very unholy traits of sanctimonious bigotry and Machiavellian one-upmanship while jostling for power within the church.

Given the explosion of both Christian spiritual zeal and Muslim fervor sweeping black communities this side of the pond, due in part to the growth of the African population of the past 20 years, this is undoubtedly a very timely and relevant production for British audiences.