This one’s from a dump, left by someone theatrical and terribly smart a couple of months ago near my house. 240 pages seemed like a good way back into reading—not too overwhelmingly long for my almost-forgotten patience. It turned out to be an extremely and pleasantly insightful read on two of the most important playwrights of the 20th century. Part on media somehow was both naïve, as I expected from something written so long ago (from a time when Britain had three TV channels), and yet unexpectedly relevant, it managed to be even more insightful than I thought possible.
The writers’ portraits are precious, not because the author tries to capture these giants fully, but because they show them in fragments—pieces of works or works about their works. This only magnifies the effect of the text.
The essay on media offered a fresh (at least to me) view of TV as a kind of new folk art, reflecting communal psyche. Reading the book also convinced me of the importance of radio plays, which I’d barely considered before.
Won’t list any quotes—lazy—just read it. A bit of trivia for myself: the BBC Radiophonic Workshop started by making animal sounds for Beckett’s play.