REVIEW: Dying – A Memoir by Benjamin Law, based on the book by Cory Taylor


When Cory Taylor was dying, her publisher fast-tracked the publication of her book, Dying: A Memoir, so she could hold it in her hands before she went. She had known she was dying for a long time, but kept it between herself and her husband. Even her sons didn’t know. She didn’t want to burden them. She wanted to keep living her life and not be defined by her illness. But as the inevitable approached, she decided she would write about the experience. She wanted to write one final book to leave behind.

Writer Benjamin Law was a friend of Cory, though he isn’t sure when or how it happened. They were writers in Brisbane, and the community is small. Plus, his youngest sister dated her oldest son, so their lives were intertwined. If the book was her final contribution to her own legacy, this new stage adaptation by her friend Ben is his contribution to her memory.

The book itself was well-received, shortlisted for numerous awards and landed on Barack Obama’s list of his favourite books of 2017 – the year after Cory died.

The play is a frank and honest look at Cory’s experience – stunned by the diagnosis, struggling with how to live with it and wrestling with the end of all things. Performer Genevieve Morris enters the theatre from behind the seating bank, imploring everyone to turn their phones off and keep their tissues handy. It’s a sweet way for her to connect with us and let the audience know that even though the play is about a woman dying, it’s also going to be full of laughs and the joy of life.

This production by Melbourne Theatre Company is very playful. For a long time, Genevieve is on a black stage that’s populated only by half-a-dozen seats that look like they’ve been plucked from the auditorium. It’s a simple visual acknowledgement that we’re all in the same boat, all mortal and while we watch Genevieve as Cory, she’s also watching us. The same seats with a different perspective.

These seats are on wheels though and through some simple choreography, the seats are moved to show Cory’s life being fractured into smaller and smaller pieces. There’s a moment with three chairs side-by-side and Genevieve moves one away to symbolise her telling her husband of her diagnosis, leaving two seats alone – her sons kept in the dark. It’s subtly devastating.

There are some further tricks up the sleeve of set designer James Lew. That black backdrop starts to reveal splinters and cracks, like in the pieces of porcelain that Cory’s husband Shin paints on. Rachel Lee’s lighting design fills in those fissures, as gold or platinum is used to repair pottery in the Japanese art of kintsugi. It’s simple but strikes at the heart of the story of a woman holding herself together, even as she’s falling apart.

Genevieve Morris is such a great raconteur – you never feel like you’re watching a performance, but a skilful storyteller relaying the surprising details of a life. The subject matter is heavy, of course. Discussions of end-of-life care and the legalities of what was possible are different now than they were a decade ago. Cory Taylor writes a suicide letter in the show, but we know she won’t go through with it. Everything in her life is about testing the possibilities and asking the questions, as she sifts through her remaining time, trying to get her final book on paper.

Director Jean Tong has a gentle touch, allowing Genevieve Morris to keep us laughing for as long as she can, until the facts of the matter bring down the mood. This isn’t about a woman looking for sympathy, even though she feels robbed of all the years she expected to have. It’s not even that much about the arguments around assisted dying. It’s a slice of life; a slice of Cory's end-of-life.

Dying: A Memoir is a carefully wrought eighty-minutes that is honest and moving, adding to Cory Taylor’s legacy in a generous way. Benjamin Law’s script plays with real-life events and doesn’t let the facts get in the way of a good theatrical adaptation. It’s touching and hilarious and striking in its simple beauty.

- Keith Gow, Theatre First

Dying: A Memoir is on at the Fairfax Studio at Arts Centre Melbourne for MTC until November 29 

Photos: Pia Johnson

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