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4.48 Psychosis: Methuen Drama

Autor Sarah Kane
en Limba Engleză Paperback – 13 iul 2000
4.48 Psychosis was written throughout the autumn and winter of 1998-99 as Kane battled with one of her recurrent bouts of depression. On February 20, 1999, aged 28, the playwright committed suicide. On the page, the piece looks like a poem. No characters are named, and even their number is unspecified. It could be a journey through one person's mind, or an interview between a doctor and his patient.
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Specificații

ISBN-13: 9780413748300
ISBN-10: 0413748308
Pagini: 43
Ilustrații: illustrations
Dimensiuni: 128 x 196 x 10 mm
Greutate: 0.06 kg
Editura: Bloomsbury Publishing
Colecția Methuen Drama
Seria Methuen Drama

Locul publicării:London, United Kingdom

Recenzii

'Is it possible, asks the text, for a person to be born in the wrong body, at the wrong time? Yes, is the answer. But sometimes, from that agony, a great soul can wrestle something as beautiful and true as this remarkable play.'
'4.48 Psychosis still feels immediate, intimate and raw - if anything, the onward march of our confessional culture has made it feel even more contemporary.'
'Sarah Kane's last play, written before she killed herself 10 years ago, has been described as a theatrical suicide note. That sells it short. It is so much more: a manifesto for living by one about to die.'
'an extraordinary exploration of the human condition, and of psychological disintegration in particular. It exposes the terrifying clarity of the acute depressive's unblinking certainty that their existence is intolerable and can never be otherwise; the play's title refers to Kane's early morning moments of such cruel lucidity.'
'Kane's fractured poetry, lacerating in its anguish and devil-driven dark humour'
What we get is not just a painfully funny play about one person's struggle with mental illness, but also one that scratches all the scabs of inadequacy, failure and despair that we all bear.