A Dream Play (NHB Classic Plays)
August Strindberg
- 64 páginas
- English
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A Dream Play (NHB Classic Plays)
August Strindberg
Información del libro
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
Preguntas frecuentes
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AGNES | Look how the tower’s grown. |
GLAZIER | What tower? |
AGNES | It’s twice the size it was last year. |
GLAZIER | Yes of course, it must be the fertiliser. |
AGNES | But shouldn’t it be flowering by now? |
GLAZIER | Can’t you see the flower? |
AGNES | Yes, yes, I see it. Do you know who lives in the tower? |
GLAZIER | I do but I can’t remember. |
AGNES | I think it’s a prisoner. And I think he’s waiting for me to set him free. Let’s go in. |
AGNES | (Takes the sword.) Don’t. Don’t. |
OFFICER | Please, Agnes, let me keep my sword. |
AGNES | You’re hacking the table. (To GLAZIER.) Go down to the tack room and mend the window and I’ll see you later. |
GLAZIER goes. | |
You’re a prisoner and I’ve come to set you free. | |
OFFICER | It’s what I’ve been waiting for. But I wasn’t sure you wanted to. |
AGNES | Do you want to? |
OFFICER | I don’t know. I’ll be miserable either way. It’s terrible sitting here but it’s going to be so painful being free. Agnes, I’d rather stay here if I can go on seeing you. |
AGNES | What do you see? |
OFFICER | I look at you and it’s something to do with the stars and the smallest particles, you’re 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 it’s such an effort. |
AGNES | It’s your duty to seek freedom in the light. |
OFFICER | To be free is a duty? |
AGNES | Your duty to life. |
OFFICER | Life doesn’t 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 don’t want it? |
MOTHER | What’s the point when I’m 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.... |