The thoroughly Irish writer's autobiographical account of his late teen's IRA and prison life. Adapted for the stage by Frank McMahon. Hardback script Joyous and sorrowing.
Brendan Behan was a well-known Irish cutup several decades ago, and I’ve greatly enjoyed reading “Borstal Boy” in the stage adaptation by Frank McMahon, who scored a major hit with it in Dublin in the late 1960s and on Broadway shortly thereafter. It’s a lively play full of Irish Republican fervor drawn from Behan’s own career as a young explosives carrier and subsequent stretch in a juvenile prison that appears to have been vastly more humane than I’d expect an American lockup to have been. An intelligent blend of political agitprop and humanistic drama. Good stuff.
An interesting although somewhat chaotic adaptation of the book. Huge cast, mainly young men. Not sure how this would work on the stage, although the stage directions are very explicit. A bit unsatisfying.
A young man fed up with life joins the IRA and is about to set off a bomb and is caught and becomes a Borstal boy. Over three years, he softens and finds joy in life after being released from prison. The play is littered with Irish songs.