In June this year, I worked on a show with my university called Attempts On Her Life by Martin Crimp and when I was given the script to read all I could think wss - What the hell is this??
The play is a series of scenes that have no connextion with each other. It is ment to represent the physiological state of one female character that we never see. It read like a jumble of odd, unfinished scripts.
I may sound old fasioned now but, what has happened to just following characters in a story?
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