“When I Listened to Him there was Such a Strange Joy and Pain within Me, I Don’t Know How to Describe It”
“The Only Thing You’ve Got Is What You Can Sell”: Making Peace with the Stories We Tell Ourselves
Death of a Salesman is one of my favorite stories, not because it is a piece of great “litracha,” but because it is about a man to whom I can profoundly relate. For anyone who wasn’t subjected to Arthur Miller’s masterpiece in high school, the basics are: Willy Loman is a salesman harboring great expectations […]
Willy Loman and the Tragic Gospel of Achievement (RIP Philip Seymour Hoffman)
It’s embarrassing. I’ve never seen nor read Arthur Miller’s Death of a Salesman. I know it’s supposed to be one of the great American pieces of literature, but in high school they assigned The Crucible instead, and let’s just say I wasn’t in a huge rush to seek out more afterwards. But John Lahr’s review of […]
All My Sons: The Law in Three Acts
This weekend, at the recommendation of fellow Mockingbirder David Gaston, I went to see a community theater production of Arthur Miller’s All My Sons. Afterward, the reaction of a woman sitting behind me said it all: “I think I’ll go stub my toe now, so I’ll feel better” Arthur Miller’s play is all about sin, […]
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