Word: hippolytus
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...mother and father met because of their Greek ties. Euterpe Boukis' brother told her there was a handsome Greek in a visiting company of college players who had acted Euripides' Hippolytus. She met, briefly, the man who played the lead role and who was on his way back to college. He marked in his mind this schoolgirl for his bride, a typically Greek way of deciding, and came back for her after he finished his studies. Panos Dukakis was an Anatolian Greek (from the region of Troy), and his parents were from Lesbos...
When Jules Dassin adapted Euripides' Hippolytus for the screen in 1962, with Anthony Perkins as the Hippolytus character, Panos and Euterpe went to see again the play that had brought them together. It had special meaning for them. Hippolytus is the tale of a man too good for his own good. Intent on his pursuits, impervious to the demonic, he will not notice the gods' dreadful pother being made above his head. The play deals with a recurrent flaw in the Greek ideal. Martha Nussbaum, in her profound study of ancient Greek ethical standards, The Fragility of Goodness, argues that...
Dukakis, obviously, is no Hippolytus. He has given his hostage to the gods of love in Kitty. He can be moved by the plight of others; he can faint at the bloody reality of pain, be disarmed at the sight of real Athenians, waver when his friend misleads him about a campaign trick. But he does radiate to voters his own sense of being chosen. Sam Beer, Harvard's famous professor of government, who taught Dukakis at Swarthmore, says, "He was born to rule." He was always the Inevitable Michael. Things fall into place for him as by plan...
...club's activities include dinners with professors, readings, and a yearly play. Last year the club staged Euripedes' "Hippolytus" on the steps of North House, and in 1983 performed "The Bacchae" in the stadium with much dramatic and financial success. No play has been picked for this year, Shapiro said...
Phaedra, wife of Theseus, spurned and disgraced, twists and writhes in an agony of incestuous love for her stepson Hippolytus. Loosening a white silk sash at her waist, she knots it around her throat, pulls it tight, then falls to the ground in a lifeless swoon, her hair spilling in an orange cloud over her crimson robes. On a balcony overhead, a chorus splits the air with a rising lament-a sort of aural locust swarm-followed by a series of immense, loud gong-tones...