I think pity is an appropriate feeling given the brilliance of this production and the fact that it didn't mean anything to you. I don't share the opinion that this production is a revelatory tour-de-force, and I don't need to be pitied or condescended to because my opinion doesn't align with the majority.
The Glass Menagerie is, if not my favorite play, very high on the list. I've seen about a dozen productions, ranging from transcendent to tedious. I rank this production in the lower echelon. I'm glad so many have had an overwhelming response, but that wasn't my takeaway.
"You travel alone because other people are only there to remind you how much that hook hurts that we all bit down on. Wait for that one day we can bite free and get back out there in space where we belong, sail back over water, over skies, into space, the hook finally out of our mouths and we wander back out there in space spawning to other planets never to return hurrah to earth and we'll look back and can't even see these lives here anymore. Only the taste of blood to remind us we ever existed. The earth is small. We're gone. We're dead. We're safe."
-John Guare, Landscape of the Body
Updated On: 10/30/13 at 04:25 PM