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Tatiana Maslany in ORPHAN BLACK: An Acting Feat Wrapped in a Larger Accomplishment

Tatiana Maslany in ORPHAN BLACK: An Acting Feat Wrapped in a Larger Accomplishment

[Warning: This piece contains what could be considered to be spoilers.]

The recent Emmy
nomination snub of Tatiana Maslany, the star of BBC America’s Orphan Black, has been almost immediately
as one of the most painful in recent memory. In the months since the show’s Season
1 finale, artists
and critics
alike have raved about this 27-year-old surprise breakout. Few actors, established
or otherwise, could have pulled off the feat of acting virtuosity the show’s
star accomplished so powerfully: playing seven different roles in the same show,
characters that often share screen time. Sure, the clone thing may have been
done before, but never in this way or to this extent; on more than one
occasion, her characters—hailing thus far from Canada, the United States,
Ukraine, and Germany—actually impersonate each other, meaning Maslany must often
endeavor with Kirk Lazarushian magnitudes (“I’m the dude playin’ the
dude, disguised as another dude!
”). Comedy aside, Kirk Lazarus is an apt
comparison—Downey Jr., in Tropic Thunder,
is himself parodying Daniel Day-Lewis, whose method acting is mirrored in Maslany’s
. What’s more, it turns out the actress is every bit as tenacious
as her on-screen personae, undertaking an exhaustive regimen of promotional interviews
and panels
on the warpath to awards season. In the wake of her snub, just watch her acceptance
speech from her Critic’s Choice Award win and try to keep your heart from

But amid the award
hullabaloo, it’s easy to overlook the show’s merits, which lie with its
writing, itself a stunt of character differentiation. Without good writers,
Maslany would have no acting feats to pull off in the first place. After
Brit-punk Sarah Manning—the first clone introduced and the show’s core
protagonist—witnesses a woman, who appears to be her identical twin, commit suicide,
she begins to discover that she is one of a series of clones scattered all over
the world, and part of a conspiracy to boot. Despite genetics, the clones have
led different lives. From a writing standpoint, these characters need to be
varied enough to generate interest, but still only as different shades of the
same person. And the writers execute handily; for such a diverse bunch, these
women feel surprisingly consistent. Each is crafty, intelligent, and
tough—willing to fight when the need arises, but tinged nevertheless with a compassionate
center. It’s always refreshing to see strong female characters in the
male-dominated antihero era, but it’s even more refreshing to see them
presented in a way that doesn’t call attention to that strength. In the manner
of politically inclined shows like Borgen
and Homeland, these women aren’t
idealized, and, like their canonical male counterparts, their most endearing
qualities often double as their vices. In some sense, this collection of
characters is the most complex character study in television history. Instead
of speculating, for instance, what Sarah would be like in a different life, we
get to watch it play out firsthand. From a production standpoint, the show
assists its audience in differentiating among its characters via motif. Helena,
a feral, tortured zealot, is often presented with rack focusing tilt-shift,
off-center shot compositions, and recurring minor key scoring. Cosima, a
dread-locked doctoral student, is typically offset with patterned reds and
oranges, visually reminiscent of the DNA double helix, befitting her course of
study (Experimental Evolutionary Developmental Biology). Meanwhile, scenes that
focus on Alison, a suburban housewife, are balanced in composition, featuring
muted pastel tones and still camera.

However hackneyed a
device, it is through the central conspiracy that the show instigates and
explores its deep moral questions—with a broader scope than its conceit may
initially imply. Though it probes the ethics of cloning, it doesn’t outright demonize
it, even while holding its perpetrators accountable. Paying homage to the
growing canon of clone narrative, the show first presents advocates of
“Neolution”—the process of self-directed evolution that functions as the “justification”
for human cloning—as sinister. But that slick veneer of scientific evil has
chinks. Seemingly, some of those involved are conducting what they believe to
be morality-oriented (or at least socially pragmatic) research, even if their
methods may be questionable. The obvious pro-con discussion of cloning’s ethics
is unavoidable. It could benefit the larger population, but at the potential cost
of identity crises or other unforeseen problems among its subjects. The show,
however, is most interested in examining the idea in terms of the human processes
that shape it and result from it. Which personality types are drawn to this
sort of study, and what are their motivations? What is the government’s role in
this process, if any? Should private corporations be given license to conduct
experiments outside of the government’s direct purview? As technology advances
at an ever-quickening pace, old decision-making structures become increasingly
obsolete, and this is as true of cloning as it is for plenty other emerging
capabilities—whether political, economic, or technological—in modern society.

But for all its
conspiracy, Orphan Black is a
character drama, and its creators don’t let these ruminations usurp priority
over the narrative. Through narrative decisions, though, they take implicit
stands on a number of cultural hot topics. Principal among them is nature vs.
nurture, exhibited most notably in Cosima’s sexual orientation. So far, she’s
the only one of the bunch with a pronounced attraction to women (the others
haven’t proven a definite disinterest in women, but appear heterosexual). If
she’s technically the same person as her counterparts, this implies that circumstance,
not nativism, is at work. And if there is observable nativism, it is only insofar
as genetic predisposition. Even if homosexuality were to be considered a “choice,”
why would Cosima choose this lifestyle for herself when her counterparts so
clearly chose heterosexuality—meaning, by this logic, that she could too—amid a
less-than-ideal sociocultural climate? Whatever the rationale, the existence of
this disparity asserts the equal significance of “nurture” in personality
formation alongside “nature.”

These debates don’t end
with era-defining scientific ones; the show’s creators are also interested in
exploring fundamental ideas of identity and family. What exactly are these clones to each other? Do they
count as family? In a sense, they know each other better than anyone else, but
that is only based on what they already know of themselves, and, given the
clear significance of “nurture,” even that is subject to review. So, when Sarah
discovers that Helena is a psychologically troubled flagellant, her horror is
not just theoretical—it’s personal. Unlike normal family dynamics, there’s no
guesswork in the implications of each other’s actions; if one is capable of
something, so are the others. In this way, the show elicits a deeper form of empathy
from its characters and its audience.

Despite a sometimes
action-heavy plot, the show reveals itself in its character moments. There’s an
uncanny delight in watching these women exacerbate each other. Obstinacy and
individuality are core traits to all, and while this knowledge helps guide
attempts at predicting each other’s actions—a process made muddy by a lack of knowledge
as to the others’ life experiences—they also know to suspect ulterior motives
in even the most benign circumstances. Further complicating the landscape of
trust and paranoia, Orphan Black doesn’t
default to easy alliances (even if it gives the impression of doing exactly the
opposite)—a feature that swells in significance when the notion of “monitors”
comes into play, where anybody could be withholding their true identity for as of
yet unknown purposes.

Like its medley of
clones, Orphan Black is an amalgam of
disparate influences. Simultaneously a conspiracy drama, speculative science
fiction, and a quasi-entry into the budding “Slow TV” movement, it
exists at the intersection of The X-Files, Lost, and Six Feet Under. Of course, its first season had some rough edges,
but the same could be said of Seinfeld,
The West Wing, The Simpsons, and Parks and
. Its flaws are forgivable because the show refuses to push light
fare—even in its playful moments, its weighty questions have complicated
implications—and rather than default to plot action to distract, it uses these dilemmas
to push into complex terrain. Tatiana Maslany deserved that Emmy, but maybe the
slight can serve the greater good by incentivizing the show’s fans to broaden
its exposure during the coming year. On that note: go
watch it

Jesse Damiani is Series Co-Editor for Best American
Experimental Writing (Omnidawn, 2014). He lives in Madison,

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Even You are Tatiana Maslany

Thank you for an intelligent and deep examination of this show. I do believe you have given the Clone Club something more than Hollywood drivel to sink our teeth into.

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This was a really really really awesome review. You managed to articulate so many of the aspects that makes OB such an interesting show. The review also demostrated something that I think OB is particularly good at doing, and that is making people THINK and DISCUSS all of these complex issues. Thank you for sharing this


This is the second intelligent and insightful review of OB I've read in the last 2 days. Previous ones were good and mostly flattering but lacked depth. Perhaps the 'snub' will turn out to be a positive circumstance. Thank you (#Clone Club)

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