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Gordon Hirabayashi’s Story Sees the Light of Dawn

By: Philip W. Chung, Nov 03, 2007
Tags: Arts & Entertainment, Reel Stories |

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Ryun Yu as Gordon Hirabayashi

When actors decide to try their hand at writing, it’s almost always to create a juicy part for themselves to perform. However, when veteran Japanese American actress Jeanne Sakata decided to pursue her literary muse, she took a different route — writing a one-man show with no role for her.

Now, a decade later, the fruits of her labor—Dawn’s Light: The Journey of Gordon Hirabayashi — will have its world premiere at Los Angeles’ East West Players, the nation’s oldest and most recognizable Asian Pacific American theater.This is the story of Gordon Hirabayashi, who became one of the key figures in American civil rights history when he challenged the constitutionality of the mass internment of Japanese Americans during World War II. In 1942, the 24-year-old Hirabayashi took his fight all the way to the U.S. Supreme Court in the landmark Hirabayashi v. United States case, where the court ruled unanimously against him. Hirabayashi spent the rest of the war in prison, and it wasn’t until 1987 that his conviction was overturned with the support of a new generation of activists, including attorney Dale Minami.

“Gordon’s legacy is in the affirmation of the right to dissent and challenge arbitrary government actions, no matter how popular they may be at the time,” Minami said about Hirabayashi’s key role in history. “He epitomizes a noble tradition of those who are willing to go to prison for their beliefs.”

A few years after Hirabayashi’s conviction was overturned, a series of events led Sakata to his story. She read about him in Peter Iron’s book, The Courage of Their Convictions, around the same time she saw him interviewed for a PBS special. She also read a poem by David Mura mentioning Hirabayashi.

“I remember [Mura] writing about how Gordon reminded him of his own father, except his father never spoke this way,” Sakata said. “I felt the same way. Gordon was like my father or uncle, but his mind was uniquely his. And for him to take the stand he took at that young age, it was fascinating.”

Shortly after all of this, Sakata went to Seattle to do a play and learned that the letters Hirabayashi had written as a young man were housed in the University of Washington’s archives. “I’d pop over after rehearsals to study the letters,” she said. “They were so intriguing. His personality just leapt off the page.”

Sakata contacted Hirabayashi, and they met for two sets of interviews in the Bay Area and later in Canada where he still resides.

Then Sakata started to write, but struggled to find the right format for the story. Finally, in 2003, Chay Yew, who was running the Asian Theater Workshop at the Mark Taper Forum, offered her a commission to finish the piece and encouraged her to pursue the piece as a one-man solo show.

“Chay told me that this was the story of a man’s inward spiritual enlightenment, while he’s also challenging a racist society,” Sakata said. “He thought it would be interesting to see one person go through that sort of journey.”

While developing her work through the Taper, she met actor Ryun Yu, who read for her. She immediately knew he was the right man for the job.

For his part, Yu knows how important it is for him to do justice to Hirabayashi and his legacy.

“He took on not only the American government, but also risked the scorn of other Japanese Americans — all for the love of an idea of what America could be,” Yu said. “It has even more resonance being performed at the East West theater — they told us that when they were converting the space into a theater, they found suitcases and other things left behind or left unclaimed by people who had gone to camp.”


Dawn’s Light: The Journey of Gordon Hirabayashi will be performed at the David Henry Hwang Theater at the Union Center for the Arts on 120 Judge John Aiso St., Los Angeles, CA 90012. November 7–December 2, 2007. General ticket prices are $35 for orchestra and $30 for balcony. Preview tickets are $20 for all seats. Opening night tickets are $60 for all seats. For ticket purchases, subscription requests or more information, please call East West Players at (213) 625-7000 or visit www.eastwestplayers.org. Philip W. Chung is a writer and co-artistic director of Lodestone Theatre Ensemble.

Comments

  1. Phil:
    Sorry to waylay you like this, but AsianWeek does not provide, or, more likely, I cannot find a “personal” email address.
    Whatever, once more, right-on!
    About the Hirabayashi premiere this coming Wednesday, may I be privileged to say, “Break a leg”?
    That said, I have been wanting, wishing?, to write you with some presumptuous elderly ideas anent both you and your colleagues’ and the East/West Players, to wit:
    First, break out of, demolish, the strictures and perceptions of the larger “theater” around you. They are and were way back when too passe and too, well, predictable and dull, even the avant-garde then.
    Second, DARE. Dare to envision, dream, work for and “create” your OWN theater, with your own precepts and concepts and flights of fancy.
    As Bergman’s princely bishop in “Fanny och Alexander” noted, “imagination” is a powerful force, entrusted to writers and artists.
    Why not imagine BEYOND our delimited experience? Delimited chiefly by those who are afraid to “invest” in anything beyond the financial returns?
    Asians, blacks, browns, reds, pinkos, AND whites, if they so condescend, playing ANY role they are properly prepared for, Anna May as the driving force in Macbeth, Tony Leung as Otello. But not, by any stretch of the imagination, poor John Wayne as a Mongol.
    If you and your confreres can gather, among you, those who are truly dedicated to their art AND their dreams therein, writers, directors, actors of every hue and persuasion, lighting magicians, designers of original bent and creativity, comedians, acrobats, dancers, makeup artists, propmakers, stage managers, and, yes, even producers — found and begin your theater. For itself. Audiences will come later.
    You may have to tighten your seatbelts and skip a meal or two, maybe three?, but if you can hang in there and truly search within to find what you are capable of expressing, nothing else will matter. Not the huzzahs. Nor even the remunerations. In rapidly declining dollar values, that is.
    But the internal, eternal?, gratifications will be of the variety few experience, much less recognize.
    Greetings! one and all.
    Frank Eng

    –Frank Eng on Nov 05, 2007

  2. Frank, thanks again for your comments. Surprisingly (or maybe not) what you’re suggesting is taking place right now in L.A. Many young Asian American artists are trying to do just that and the sheer quantity of it is amazing. Whether this leads to any permanent changes remains to be seen but at least here in So Cal it’s a very exciting time to be an APA artist. Speaking of John Wayne playing a Mongol, watch these pages in the next issue or two–I’ve been working on a lengthy piece on the practice of “yellow face” and it should run in two parts later this month. And if you need to get an e-mail to me, just send it to the editors and they’ll forward. Thanks again.

    –Phil C on Nov 07, 2007

  3. Phil:
    Thank you. Ever so.
    Yes, I think SoCal, with its wide-open spaces and its less-entrenched “Establishment,” is more amenable to what I believe we are talking about.
    Lately, as I gaze at the “commsnfz” kitetails adjacent, I am almost abashed at my single, obsessive?, some may say paranoid?, that too, reflexes and “long-winded” asides to the hoped-for “audience.”
    I really have no wish to bring up, regurgitate?, all that dreadful dreck about Kenneth Eng, but felt obliged to on the basis of what I “sense” and connect-dots-about and continue to protest loudly: WHY AsianWeek?
    My personal take on the past eight months or more of chestbeatings and drumbeatings about “race” and “racists” is that most if not all of those venting hate and demanding heads and the silencing of truly “tiny” and almost never-heard voices are at least aligned with if not computerized tools of some Sinophobe band of “swiftboaters” out there as the scouts for what I have presumed to be the neocon bottom-line apocalypse.
    “Mexican and Yellow-filth at AsianWeek”?
    Am I misquoting “Eddie” here?
    Who IS Eddie and what is his real complaint?
    Christian Simonetti’s for that matter.
    I could be totally WRONG, I DO hope so, and I admit my singular focus herein, but, again, I iterate, bug-off, all you hater/baiters.
    And, today, on Counterpunch, Paul Craig Roberts indites hope for all men and women and children of good will in his piece on the spiralling demise of the Bush/neocon Empire. In a mere seven years.
    He suggests that “we” reel in ALL of our 737, WOW!, overseas military bases, assign them to all 50 states, an act that would almost immediately restore some semblance of socioeconomic sanity to this self-besieged and self-beleaguered, are you paying attention?, all those who want to see AsianWeek’s demise, nation.
    Roberts proposes, first, stop the killing. Second, restore the Constitution.
    And this from a former Reagan apparatchnik. Sorry, sir, I truly admire you.
    And on a parallel line to our ideas above in re the theater arts, today, a friend sent me a piece written by Alonzo King, and I am floored. This man is the artist/thinker that I wish Alvin Ailey had been.
    Damn the torpedoes. Full speed ahead, mate.
    Frank Eng
    P.S.: I hope tonight’s premiere performance is boffo. But, whatever the “critics” may perceive or say, I know that the subject itself is beyond cavil.
    And stop encouraging an old fool. Sometimes I think it is at least partly “due” to a subconscious do-not-go-gently need. Tiresome or no, didactic, ineffectual, likely, but 88 years have failed to dampen what one friend calls a streak of the devil. Guilty. And a goodnight, I hope, to you, Karl Rove and company.

    –Frank Eng on Nov 07, 2007

  4. Gordon and I were married between his prison time in Arizona and MacNeil Is and our twins were born a few weeks after his release. I wish I could see your play and I wonder what, if any, my role was in it!

    –esther Hirabayashi on Nov 15, 2007

  5. Please add my name to Mme. Hirabayashi’s online query.
    Phil, at least a cursory “report” on both premiere AND the play itself.
    E-klutz that I am, I couldn’t find anything online, including, of course, the LATimes, other than a scant listing of the event itself. What else is new,nu?
    Frank Eng
    P.S.: Great piece on the Writers strike. The WGA is one of the few “guilds” in the industry that faintly resemble the er, ah, declasse cousin, the “union.” Which reminds me of my personal witness to what I perceived
    as Ronald Reagan’s finking on fellow workers in the industry back midcentury last, when he took his first step, as the president of Screen Actors Guild, into becoming an er, ah, “company man”?

    –Frank Eng on Nov 16, 2007

  6. For those who want more details about the play, check out:

    http://www.eastwestplayers.org/dawnslight.htm

    It includes links to other reviews/articles about the play.

    –Phil C. on Nov 24, 2007

  7. _Phil:
    Thanks for the links.
    Checked out several of the reviews, including the LATimeses’ Lewis Segal’s.
    Nothing changes.
    The guy’s not so much a klutz, since he knows and practices his “craft,” but he IS so self-serving AND servile to his employers, or, his “audience.”
    Hirabayashi is less of an authentic “hero” because no one bothered to “waterboard” him?
    Talk about non-sequiturs.
    THIS is what I mean about the “elitism” of accepted mainstream media “criticism” in the arts.
    But time and “history” may level this playing field, provided, of course, that purveyors of standards of merit like Segal are “outed.”
    In my time, the LATimes had the most irrelevant, not to mention boring, of all “drama” sections. Even the morning Hearst Examiner had Patterson Greene and its “afternoon” Herald-Express a bagged-out W.E. Oliver.
    Yes, I am self-serving here, but the “tabloid” News had both Virginia Wright AND Mildred Norton.
    Not to mention, briefly, yours truly, who, at the very least, had the honesty to admit, in print, when he was wrong, as in a review of Cocteau’s “Beauty and the Beast.”
    The NYTimes has yet to say to Wen-ho Lee, gee, sorry, man, but we were misled. But, WRONG, nonetheless.
    And, yes, kidlets, this is not only old hat but water under yon bridge. On the other hand, as with Gordon H, it bears relevance to TODAY. In more ways than one. Excluding waterboarding. Gulp!
    Frank Eng
    P.S.: Phil, you are a candle in this darknesss

    –Frank Eng on Nov 25, 2007

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