A Dream Play (NHB Classic Plays)
August Strindberg
- 64 pages
- English
- ePUB (mobile friendly)
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A Dream Play (NHB Classic Plays)
August Strindberg
About This Book
Caryl Churchill's spare and resonant version of Strindberg's enigmatic masterpiece.
Written in 1901, a mysterious amalgam of Freud, Alice in Wonderland and Strindberg's own private symbolism, A Dream Play follows the logic of a dream:
A young woman comes from another world to see if life is really as difficult as people make it out to be. Characters merge into each other, locations change in an instant and a locked door becomes an obsessive recurrent image. As Strindberg wrote in his preface, he wanted 'to imitate the disjointed yet seemingly logical shape of a dream. Everything can happen, everything is possible and probable. Time and place do not exist.'
From a literal translation by Charlotte Barslund. Introduction by Caryl Churchill.
'elegant yet funereal and, like dreams, paradoxically serene and fraught'- Independent on Sunday
'100 minutes of disconcerting theatrical brilliance... spellbinding'- Daily Telegraph
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AGNES | Look how the towerâs grown. |
GLAZIER | What tower? |
AGNES | Itâs twice the size it was last year. |
GLAZIER | Yes of course, it must be the fertiliser. |
AGNES | But shouldnât it be flowering by now? |
GLAZIER | Canât you see the flower? |
AGNES | Yes, yes, I see it. Do you know who lives in the tower? |
GLAZIER | I do but I canât remember. |
AGNES | I think itâs a prisoner. And I think heâs waiting for me to set him free. Letâs go in. |
AGNES | (Takes the sword.) Donât. Donât. |
OFFICER | Please, Agnes, let me keep my sword. |
AGNES | Youâre hacking the table. (To GLAZIER.) Go down to the tack room and mend the window and Iâll see you later. |
GLAZIER goes. | |
Youâre a prisoner and Iâve come to set you free. | |
OFFICER | Itâs what Iâve been waiting for. But I wasnât sure you wanted to. |
AGNES | Do you want to? |
OFFICER | I donât know. Iâll be miserable either way. Itâs terrible sitting here but itâs going to be so painful being free. Agnes, Iâd rather stay here if I can go on seeing you. |
AGNES | What do you see? |
OFFICER | I look at you and itâs something to do with the stars and the smallest particles, youâre somehow connected. |
AGNES | But so are you. |
OFFICER | Then why do I have to muck out the horses? |
AGNES | To make you long to get away. |
OFFICER | I do but itâs such an effort. |
AGNES | Itâs your duty to seek freedom in the light. |
OFFICER | To be free is a duty? |
AGNES | Your duty to life. |
OFFICER | Life doesnât do its duty to me so why should I? |
AGNES, OFFICER, FATHER, MOTHER. | |
MOTHER is working on shirts at a table. | |
FATHER gives MOTHER a silk dress. | |
FATHER | You donât want it? |
MOTHER | Whatâs the point when Iâm dying? |
FATHER | You believe the doctor? |
MOTHER | I believe how I feel. |
FATHER | Then it is serious? And all you think about is how it affects the children.... |