Let's be honest with ourselves--why has this reemerged and why has James Earl Jones (once King Lear) taken this role? Are we still so infatuated with this sort of 'love' story? It is perhaps one of the most perverse of American fictions. This is a story of unfounded masochism and impressed solitude. There is a certain complexity and beauty that reveals itself as the play unfolds and the characters begin to develop their personalities. And I've never, personally, been quick to condemn the play, but it strikes me as just another piece in a reactionary resurgence of American race anxiety (see: 'The Change', by Tony Hoagland; see: Claudia Rankine's response to this poem). Driving Miss Daisy was once an excellent vehicle (no pun intended) for understanding race relations, especially between African-Americans and Jewish-Americans, but have we not come to a different point in American history? Where are the contemporary voices of Broadway? So much has to be said of the present.
What are some of your thoughts on Driving Miss Daisy and Broadway and discourses on Race Relations?
--Andrew E. Colarusso