Practically everyone now bemoans Western man's sense of alienation, lack of community, and inability to find ways of organizing so...ciety for human ends. We have reached the end of the road that is built on the set of traits held out for male identity--advance at any cost, pay any price, drive out all competitors, and kill them if necessary.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The theater-goer in conventional dramatic theater says: Yes, I've felt that way, too. That's the way I am. That's life. That's the... way it will always be. The suffering of this or that person grips me because there is no escape for him. That's great art--Everything is self- evident. I am made to cry with those who cry, and laugh with those who laugh. But the theater-goer in the epic theater says: I would never have thought that. You can't do that. That's very strange, practically unbelievable. That has to stop. The suffering of this or that person grips me because there is an escape for him. That's great art--nothing is self-evident. I am made to laugh about those who cry, and cry about those who laugh.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It is not enough to demand insight and informative images of reality from the theater. Our theater must stimulate a desire for und...erstanding, a delight in changing reality. Our audience must experience not only the ways to free Prometheus, but be schooled in the very desire to free him. Theater must teach all the pleasures and joys of discovery, all the feelings of triumph associated with liberation.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The alienation effect in German epic theater is achieved not only through the actors, but also through music (chorus and song) and... sets (transparencies, film strips, etc.). Its main purpose is to place the staged events in their historical context.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
But who walks with Him? dares to take His arm, To slap Him on the shoulder, tweak His ear,... Buy Him a Coca-Cola or a beer, Pooh-pooh His politics, call Him a fool?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Since time immemorial, one the dry earth, scraped to the bone, of this immeasurable country, a few men travelled ceaselessly, they... owned nothing, but they served no one, free and wretched lords in a strange kingdom. Janine did not know why this idea filled her with a sadness so soft and so vast that she closed her eyes. She only knew that this kingdom, which had always been promised to her would never be her, never again, except at this moment.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
... one cannot be happy in exile or in oblivion. One cannot always be a stranger. I want to return to my homeland, make all my lov...ed ones happy. I see no further than this.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »