Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Scorched.

Have you read or seen the play Scorched?

If you have not, and if at the moment you have tired of happiness and tranquility in your life. If you instead feel like contemplating all the family secrets and tragedies that have befallen you in the last several generations, and if you want to examine them and feel grateful that they were not worse, then please proceed to purchase and read this play.

There is a moment of predictability that is grating, but besides that, this is the kind of soul-sucking, black-hole-of-despair, questioning-the-purpose-of-humanity kind of piece that leaves you withered and grey.

If you need a moment of catharsis and a sad, lamenting cry, then this is the thing. I can also recommend Schindler's List or The Pianist, Beloved by Toni Morrison, and the movie Fearless.

But I cannot pay for your Prozac, so consider yourself warned.

Scorched: by Wajdi Mouawad, you can buy it here.

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