Think which you would rather own: fifty thousand pounds or a piece of land valued at fifty thousand pounds. The only people likely to prefer the land are financiers who know how to increase its value by renting or reselling, so either answer proves that money is preferable to things.
My memory was a catalogue of things I had ignored and devalued. I had enjoyed no definite friendship or love, no intense hatred or desire; my life had been stony soil in which only numbers grew, and now I could do nothing but sift the stones and hope one or two would turn out to be jewels. I was the loneliest and most impotent man in the world. I was about to turn desperate when a lovely thing appeared in the air before me.
Only the miracle of my genius stops me feeling depressed about this.
Many hard workers make nothing but wealth. They don’t produce food, fuel, shelter or helpful ideas; their work is just a way of tightening their grip on folk who do.
What I hate most is their conceit. Their institute breaks whole populations into winners and losers and calls itself culture. Their council destroys every way of life which doesn’t bring them a profit and calls itself government. They pretend culture and government are supremely independent powers when they are nothing but gloves on the hands of Volstat and Quantum, Cortexin and Algolagnics. And they really think they are the foundation. They believe their greed holds up the continents. They don’t call it greed, of course, they call it profit, or (among themselves, where they don’t need to fool anyone) killings. They’re sure that only their profit allows people to make and eat things.
As the creature couldn’t stay rich by selling necessary things to the folk who made them it sold destructive things to the council. Then the war started and the destructive things were used to wreck the necessary things. The creature profited by replacing both. (The council) split in two and fought itself. The efficient half eats the less efficient half and grows stronger. War is just a violent way of doing what half the people do calmly in peacetime: using the other half for food, heat, machinery and sexual pleasure. Man is the pie that bakes and eats himself, and the recipe is separation.
There really is no such thing as Art. There are only artists – men and women, that is, who are favoured with the wonderful gift of balancing shapes and colours till they are ‘right’, and, rarer still, who possess that integrity of character which never rests content with half-solutions but is ready to forgo all easy effects, all superficial success for the toil and agony of sincere work. Artists, we trust, will always be born. But whether there will also be art depends to no small extent on ourselves, their public. By our indifference or our interest, by our prejudice or our understanding we may yet decide the issue. It is we who must see to it that the thread of tradition does not break and that there remain opportunities for the artist to add to the precious string of pearls that is our heirloom from the past.
Hades说“We build a wall to keep us free”，这是真的神话剧情，还是在讽刺？ 男主也有一句让我印象深刻的台词，他说toast to the world we dream of and the one we live in。斩钉截铁地区别现在所在的世界并不是想要的世界，同时表达想要追求美好的世界，又不失风度地给现在所在的世界一点督促。
Tag: Anaïs Mitchell, Musical,
最后一如既往打个我自己的分
🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 An Enemy of the People 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 NT Live: Vanya 🌟🌟🌟🌟 The Hills of California 🌟🌟🌟✨ Hadestown 🌟🌟🌟 Standing at the Sky’s Edge 🌟🌟🌟 The Motive and the Cue 🌟🌟✨ Escaped Alone 🌟🌟 Dear Octopus
Andrew Scott太牛了！一个人演剧里面所有的角色，而且不只是两三个，整个一套有七八个。每个人物有一个属于自己的识别道具，比如手绢、网球、项链、瘸脚、音效机等等。Andrew Scott的表演可以让我觉得很accessible，对于我来说，甚至可以说是第一次可以让我看得下去Uncle Vanya这个剧情，可以去理解这个故事。
同一天的下午看的《The Hills of California》，晚上看的《Dear Octopus》。从某种程度上，这两部戏还有挺多相似之处的。几乎是一样的舞台场景，都是180度的旋转，展现两个不同的房子里的组成。剧情的主人公们也都是一家子。只是这部戏的剧情也太无聊了，看得我直犯困。感觉也是一部很早以前的话剧，但是和现在几乎没什么关联性，不是很理解这部戏被复排的意义。
看标题，主题是我喜欢的，但是并没有看出来足够有结构性的搭配。是演员的哈姆雷特还是导演的哈姆雷特、用motive/cue来引导演员创造哈姆雷特。但是其实这个故事的情节没那么复杂和有深度。最后才发现原来不是我以为/期待的关于motive/cue的，而是关于歌颂戏剧本身的。背景的情节是：演员是伊丽莎白泰勒的老公，原本都演一些有肉无脑类型的角色，靠演这部《哈姆雷特》在百老汇的演出翻红了。导演入行的时候做的也是演员，也是演哈姆雷特演出名的，而他当年演的那部《哈姆雷特》的剧院，就是这部《The Motive and the Cue》现在正在上演的Noël Coward Theatre剧院。扮演导演的是Mark Gaitsse，他讲话的语气特别英式再加一点厌世/认真，可能这是笑点之一？
Tag: Jack Thorne, Sam Mendes, Johnny Flynn, Richard Burton, Mark Gatiss, John Gielgud, Tuppence Middleton, Elizabeth Taylor,
That is why our arts and sciences cannot improve the world, despite what liberal philanthropists say. Our vast new scientific skills are first used by the damnably greedy selfish impatient parts of our nature and nation, the careful kindly social part always comes second.
