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The Pulitzer Prize-winning tragedy of a salesman's deferred American dream Ever since it was first performed in 1949, Death of a Salesman has been recognized as a milestone of the American theater. In the person of Willy Loman, the aging, failing salesman who makes his living riding on a smile and a shoeshine, Arthur Miller redefined the tragic hero as a man whose dreams are at once insupportably vast and dangerously insubstantial. He has given us a figure whose name has become a symbol for a kind of majestic grandiosity--and a play that compresses epic extremes of humor and anguish, promise and loss, between the four walls of an American living room. "By common consent, this is one of the finest dramas in the whole range of the American theater." --Brooks Atkinson, The New York Times "So simple, central, and terrible that the run of playwrights would neither care nor dare to attempt it." --Time… (mere)
This is the second time I've read this and this time I read it in 2 days. An important work about the American dream, capitalism, and the curses we unknowingly pass onto our children. ( )
Presently reading Gil Bailie’s new book, “The Apocalypse of the Sovereign Self” in which Gil unpacks Miller’s classic through mimetic desire. So I needed a refresher.
What a play! Such power, profundity and emotion. Truly great. ( )
Willy Loman es un viajante de comercio que, en los umbrales de la vejez, se siente perseguido por un pasado mediocre. Los recuerdos lo llevan a hacer un examen de las relaciones que ha tenido con su mujer, Linda, comprensiva a pesar de todo, y sus dos hijos, que ahora lo desprecian y que, en otro tiempo, lo consideraban como un hombre superior al resto de los demás.
Oplysninger fra den engelske Almen VidenRedigér teksten, så den bliver dansk.
A melody is heard, played upon a flute.
Citater
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You don't understand: Willy was a salesman. And for a salesman, there is no rock bottom to the life... He's a man way out there in the blue, riding on a smile and a shoeshine. And when they start not smiling back - that's an earthquake.
He's liked, but he's not well liked.
Biff : Shouldn’t we do anything?
Linda : Oh, my dear, you should do a lot of things, but there’s nothing to do, so go to sleep.
Charley : Howard fired you?
Willy : That snotnose. Imagine that? I named him. I named him Howard.
Charley : Willy, when’re you gonna realize that them things don’t mean anything? You named him Howard, but you can’t sell that. The only thing you got in this world is what you can sell. And the funny thing is that you’re a salesman, and you don’t know that.
Willy : I’ve always tried to think otherwise, I guess. I always felt that if a man was impressive, and well liked, that nothing-
Charley : Why must everybody like you? Who liked J. P. Morgan? Was he impressive?...But with his pockets on he was very well liked.
Sidste ord
Oplysninger fra den engelske Almen VidenRedigér teksten, så den bliver dansk.
Only the music of the flute is left on the darkening stage as over the house the hard towers of the apartment buildings rise into sharp focus.
The Pulitzer Prize-winning tragedy of a salesman's deferred American dream Ever since it was first performed in 1949, Death of a Salesman has been recognized as a milestone of the American theater. In the person of Willy Loman, the aging, failing salesman who makes his living riding on a smile and a shoeshine, Arthur Miller redefined the tragic hero as a man whose dreams are at once insupportably vast and dangerously insubstantial. He has given us a figure whose name has become a symbol for a kind of majestic grandiosity--and a play that compresses epic extremes of humor and anguish, promise and loss, between the four walls of an American living room. "By common consent, this is one of the finest dramas in the whole range of the American theater." --Brooks Atkinson, The New York Times "So simple, central, and terrible that the run of playwrights would neither care nor dare to attempt it." --Time
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