Diagnosis of the (former?) West
When I first read these lines in my senior year of high school, and when I first saw them acted a year later in an off-off-Broadway production in a basement theater in Manhattan that was so powerful, so moving, and so right that I’ve never wanted to see a live production of King Lear again because nothing could approach it, it didn’t occur to me (obviously) that they would have the specific application they now have.
O Goneril!(Albany to Goneril, King Lear, Act IV, Scene 2.)
Posted by Lawrence Auster at November 28, 2005 02:00 AM | Send