American playwright August Wilson won a Pulitzer Prize for Fences in 1985 and for The Piano Lesson in 1987.
His literary legacy embraces the ten series and received twice for drama for The Pittsburgh Cycle. Each depicted the comic and tragic aspects of the African-American experience, set in different decade of the 20th century.
Daisy Wilson, an African American cleaning woman from North Carolina, in the hill district of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, bore Frederick August Kittel, Junior, the fourth of six children, to Frederick August Kittel, Senior, a German immigrant baker. From North Carolina, maternal grandmother of Wilson earlier sought a better life and walked to Pennsylvania. After his fifth year, his mother raised the children alone in a two-room apartment above a grocery store at 1727 Bedford Avenue.
After death of Frederick August Kittel, Senior, in 1965, his son changed his name to August Wilson to honor his mother.
In 1968, Wilson co-founded the black horizon theater in the hill district of Pittsburgh alongside Rob Penny, his friend. People first performed his Recycling for audiences in small theaters and public housing community centers. Among these early efforts, he revised Jitney more than two decades later as part of his ten-cycle on 20th-century Pittsburgh.
Wilson married three times. His first marriage to Brenda Burton lasted from 1969 to 1972. She bore him Sakina Ansari, a daughter, in 1970.
Vernell Lillie founded of the Kuntu repertory theatre at the University of Pittsburgh in 1974 and, two years later, directed The Homecoming of Wilson in 1976. Wilson also co-founded the workshop of Kuntu to bring African-Americans together and to assist them in publication and production. Both organizations still act.
Claude Purdy, friend and director, suggested to Wilson to move to Saint Paul, Minnesota, in 1978 and helped him secure a job with educational scripts for the science museum. In 1980, he received a fellowship for the center in Minneapolis. Wilson long associated with the penumbra theatre company, which gave the premieres, of Saint Paul.
In 1981, he married to Judy Oliver, a social worker, and they divorced in 1990.
Wilson received many honorary degrees, including an honorary doctor of humanities from the University of Pittsburgh, where he served as a member of the board of trustees from 1992 until 1995.
In 1994, Wilson left Saint Paul and developed a relationship with Seattle repertory theatre. Ultimately, only Seattle repertory theater in the country produced all works in his ten-cycle and his one-man show How I Learned What I Learned.
In 2005, August Wilson received the Anisfield-Wolf lifetime achievement award.
Wilson reported diagnosis with liver cancer in June 2005 with three to five months to live. He passed away at Swedish medical center in Seattle, and people interred his body at Greenwood cemetery, Pittsburgh on 8 October 2005.
Here's the thing. It's a stage play, and it reads like a stage play. That's fine. But to evaluate it as a screenplay it falls a little short because it's not really a screenplay. But it's an excellent stage play. So my review feels unfair because it's a review for something that it isn't. Follow that?
Had to read this for Theater. You wanna have empathy for someone and then they turn around and hurt poor Rose. Such a drama filled script I'm still unsure how I feel about it. Although I can say I heavily disliked Troy.
Read this book in my college reading course in 2015, I love it back then and it was just as amazing the second time around. Life lessons, race, poverty, just an amazing story.
Reading Wilson's screenplay of his own work right after reading the stage play is a fascinating experiment. Wilson knows the limitations of the stage and plays to that, but reading his work when he knows that the world is opened up makes for a much bigger environment to play in. Yet Wilson knows that the core of what makes this story work is the home, and never goes to far away from this base. Many people have said that Fences the film feels too much like the stage, and Wilson tries to diversify in his screenplay, but anything added feels unnecessary. Wilson is simply reiterating points he had already made in his play, but in a more careful way. It's also interesting to see how meticulous he is with stage directions, not leaving the ambiguity that the stage play features. It's a fun compare and contrast between the two. There aren't insane differences, but the ones that exist stand out.
Just finished reading it for a class and was debating on whether to actually read it or not, but I am so glad I did. It had me crying, blowing into tissues, and made me think of things in a way I never had. It was fascinating how you could understand the characters point of view on the situation. You weren't just reading dialogues. You could see them having a conversation, their tone, their feelings. I would definitely recommend this to anyone!