Word: die
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...really isn't. No one was pretending to be anything they weren't and everyone in the place had a good time. In this case that means success. Which means if you need a good laugh and have had enough deep meaning for one week, go see God die at Winthrop...
Christopher Fry's A Phoenix Too Frequent, which heads the double bill, is a broad satire of the Antigone vein of Greek tragedy. There are only three characters: Dynamane, a recently widowed noblewoman who has decided to die from starvation in her late husband's tomb; Doto, her feeble-witted and man-hungry servant who has decided to die from physical and sexual starvation with her mistress; and Tegeus, or as he is called by Dynamane, Cromus, a steedly Hoplite who blunders into the whole affair and falls in love with Dynamane. Using this simple plot and character framework...
...play are a mite slow, but from the time Cromus (Mathew Gatson) appears the pace picks up, the rude puns start flying and everyone starts to loosen up. Julie Martz and Amy Gould as Doto and Dynamane have some nice moments together as they steadily abandon their resolve to die for "Master" and start appreciating the reasons to live presented by the hunky soldier boy. Gatson plays the philosophical guard charmingly, acting like a guy on his first date who isn't sure when to shut up and just kiss the woman. His flowery lines are delivered in a soft...
...there was another, more demanding way to prove one's conviction: the willingness to die. Who could be a true believer who would not die for his beliefs? Indeed, Jones seems to have sensed a great secret of the national consciousness: Americans tend to be ashamed of their faith, to feel it is weak, for they see that their vision of a "city on a hill," a utopia, a Great Society, has failed. Americans are by history failed absolutists: but if they are given a second chance at some absolute spiritual system, they grasp it with fervor...
Meantime, the planets silently whirl and the stars blaze and die . . . Marc Simont's lithographlike drawings subtly evoke a dreamscape, and Karla Kuskin's poetic narrative has the concentration of an odyssey compressed to the size of a parable...