It was emotionally demanding. I lived in despair for the last two acts, having the sensation for a good 30 minutes that I was sliding down a slate roof, straining for traction with my fingernails and arriving at the end, not a precipice but something more like abandonment. Leaving the theater I felt a little ill and wanted no more mention of the characters or themes. I was Leared out.
After stints as a trial lawyer and a church worker, Peter Stephens has settled in as a Virginia high school English teacher. Peter has read several books and poems. He wrote none of the posts below filed under "Passages." Click the link at the end of each post to see it in the context of the author's original post.View all of Peter's posts.