Done reading the play. It is pretty sarcastic showing people's hypocrisy: how they act and how they are in reality. It's pretty interesting in term of being realize into a production. Reading it alone will be too blah since they aren't many actions or literary quality in it though there are some ...
چند وقت بود که نمایشنامه خون‌ام اومده بود پایین و همراه یه سری نمایشنامه دیگه به صورت فله‌ای خریدمش. البته چون باریک‌تر بود این توفیق رو پیدا کرد که زودتر از اونا بخونمش و بنده رو به شدت تحت تاثیر طنز گزنده و واقعی خودش قرار داد. throughout the one-hour read i repeatedly cursed myself for seeing ...
Other reviews summarize the plot, so I need not do that. The author nails the psychology of the characters and reflects those qualities in the story. Those echoes show up not just in each character's actions but in the whole dynamic of the story. Precisely what I value in a play. The reviews of l...
این نمایشنامه را دوبار خواندم. یک بار قبل از دیدن فیلمی که رومن پولانسکی ساخته بود، و یک بار هم چند روز پیش. همان زمان، تئاتر خدای کشتار به کارگردانی مترجم را هم دیدم. در کل به نظرم نمایشنامه خوبی است. جذابیت دارد و تقابل آدم ها و نقاب برداریشان جالب است. در اقتباس ها هم فکر می کنم اقتباس رومن پو...
http://msarki.tumblr.com/post/8492492...A writer is a man trying to save himself from himself. A man who, in order to hold on to a little momentum toward the future, attempts to exchange his own existence for that of words.___Adam Haberberg, from the novel Adam Haberberg For my ten-year class reu...
People say to me, You have a good gardener! What gardener?! A laborer, a workman. He carries things out. You, you do the thinking. Him, he pushes the wheelbarrow and he carries things out. Everything—I’ve done everything in the garden. People congratulate Nancy on the flowers. I decide on the col...
Lionel said, you have a dog? Robert was in his kitchen, making a spaghetti dish for us with a Neapolitan sauce. That’s the way I prefer to see them, my two jackass friends. Sitting around a kitchen table. Without the women. On our own and at our worst, dixit Lionel. I beat my daughter with the do...