23 September 2008

Existentialism on Tuesday

When something leaves you silent, without words, criticism, or comment. When something leaves you only to your thoughts. You have witnessed a success.

Kenneth Branagh in Anton Chekhov's Ivanov. The curtain dropped. I was left staring straight, not seeing the curtain, not hearing the applause. The final gunshot left me hollow. And that's what it was meant to do.

Thank you Anton Chekhov for writing Ivanov and thank you Kenneth Branagh for playing the tortured soul. You're making me think, and you're making me think hard too.

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