A staple of the high-school syllabus (a YouTube search yields over 3,200 school productions), the play has also come to shape popular understandings of early modern witchcraft<\/a>. As Miller (1915-2005) foresaw, its interpretation of Salem became a flexible model applicable to other tragedies \u2013 so flexible, in fact, that \u201cwitch-hunt\u201d has in recent years devolved into a virtually meaningless political catchphrase<\/a>.<\/p>\n While acknowledging some artistic licence, Miller still claimed to have captured Salem\u2019s \u201cessential nature\u201d, insisting that \u201cthe fate of each character is exactly that of his historical model\u201d. As a work of history, however, The Crucible is deeply flawed; as a morality tale, it can even be described as positively harmful.<\/p>\n The central conflict driving the play \u2013 and the witch-hunt \u2013 is sparked by the illicit romance between John Proctor<\/a>, an affluent householder, and his former teenage servant, Abigail Williams<\/a>. As the witch-hunt unfolds, Abigail \u2013 described in the stage instructions as \u201ca strikingly beautiful girl \u2026 with an endless capacity for dissembling\u201d \u2013 feigns bewitchment and accuses Proctor\u2019s suspicious wife Elizabeth (who had dismissed her from their service) in an apparent bid to take her place.<\/p>\n To save his wife and undermine Abigail\u2019s credibility, Proctor confesses the affair. This gamble, however, spectacularly backfires when Elizabeth perjures herself, denying knowledge of the relationship to save her husband\u2019s reputation \u2013 a dramatic twist that legitimises their servant\u2019s accusations and seals their fate.<\/p>\n Notoriously, the Salem court executed only those who maintained their innocence<\/a>. In the final act, Proctor is offered a reprieve if he confesses to witchcraft, but he dramatically refuses to lie: \u201cHow may I live without my name? \u2026 I have given you my soul; leave me my name!\u201d With this final defiance, the flawed hero chooses death and redeems himself. To drive that point home, the play concludes with Elizabeth\u2019s absolution: \u201cHe have his goodness now.\u201d<\/p>\n In his 1987 autobiography Timebends<\/a>, Miller described visiting \u201chalf-forsaken\u201d Salem himself and going through the records and accounts in its Historical Society building.<\/p>\n \u201cAlmost every testimony I had read,\u201d he recalled, \u201crevealed the sexual theme, either open or barely concealed.\u201d He found \u201chard evidence\u201d of Abigail Williams\u2019s \u201cdetermination to get Elizabeth murdered\u201d, recognising in one description \u201cthe joyous terror of the killer about to strike\u201d. In a 1996 New Yorker article<\/a>, he maintained again that \u201cJohn Proctor had bedded Abigail\u201d.<\/p>\n John Proctor was indeed one of the 19 victims of the Salem witch-hunt; Elizabeth survived the panic, her execution at first postponed because of a pregnancy. The real-life Proctor had also been a scathing critic of the court\u2019s use of spectral evidence<\/a> \u2013 the diabolical fits supposedly experienced by the child accusers.<\/p>\n This, however, is where the historical evidence and Miller\u2019s drama diverge. Proctor was in his sixties, not in \u201chis middle thirties\u201d. Abigail Williams is presented as 17 in the play; she is played by a 24-year-old Winona Ryder on screen. Miller acknowledged that \u201cAbigail\u2019s age had been raised\u201d but never stated by how much. Contemporary sources make clear that she was at most 12 years old<\/a>. There is no evidence she was ever Proctor\u2019s servant, let alone his lover.<\/p>\n All too often, when we study early modern witches, we see ourselves. Miller\u2019s supposed \u201chard evidence\u201d was little more than personal projection. In Timebends, the playwright admitted that he \u201chad been searching a long time for a tragic hero\u201d. In the New Yorker, he reflected how his own marital failings had caused him to empathise with Proctor:<\/p>\n My own marriage of 12 years was teetering and I knew more than I wished to know about where the blame lay. That John Proctor the sinner might overturn his paralysing personal guilt and become the most forthright voice against the madness around him was a reassurance to me, and, I suppose, an inspiration.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n This relatable Proctor did not exist; Miller had invented him.<\/p>\n This points to two ways in which The Crucible is a deeply problematic work of fiction. First, by blaming the Salem tragedy on Abigail Williams, Miller roots a witch-hunt \u2013 of all things \u2013 in female malice. Second, by constructing Proctor as his hero, the playwright also employs the play and its supposed historic content as a vehicle for his own redemption.<\/p>\n Underpinning both distortions is a refusal to engage with the complexities of history. They show how easy and tempting it is to simply invert the original moral polarity, transforming not only accused witches into saints, but an allegedly bewitched child into a conniving teenage vixen.<\/p>\nDramatic twist<\/h2>\n
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