Is laziness the opposite of love? Is the search for the Self for total nobodies? These are questions posed through the prolific pen of Will Eno, one of America's leading contemporary playwrights, whose talents for playful idiosyncratic language shine through in Gnit . Watch closely as Peter Gnit, a funny-enough but so-so specimen of humanity, makes a lifetime of bad decisions, on the search for his True Self, which is disintegrating while he searches. A rollicking and very cautionary tale
Subtitled "A fairly rough translation of Henrik Ibsen's Peer Gynt" Gnit is actually a pretty free form absurdist modern adaptation of such. Eno's very droll, deadpan humor actually compliments Ibsen's original more than you might think, and it would be a very interesting play to actually see performed.
Haven't read Peer Gynt, so flying blind here. Couple moments of beautiful sentiment—the closing story into intermission of a son to his dying mother is stunning—and otherwise just a unique portrait of a singularly self-centered individual.
Disclaimer: I haven't read the book, but rather saw it performed.
Will Eno has a beautiful way of mixing comedy and tragedy that expresses some of the most poignant, hopeless, and introspective thoughts imaginable. I was completely floored by this existentialist take on a biography of the self.
Not really sure how to rate this. On the one hand, Eno's wackiness comes through, on the other hand, Peer Gynt is just as annoying as ever. In some ways they're a good match, but I prefer Eno straight and my Ibsen post-Gynt.
I'm not familiar with Peer Gynt, but this stands on its own as a weird / wonderful modern morality tale with no simple morals but great humanity and (odd) humor throughout.