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I'll write something more meaningful a little later. I saw the History Boys last night. Essentially, for me it was about the superficiality of cleverness - that theatre is often just 'Carry On' for the latte-set. I could feel Alan Bennett's insecurity through every line. I guess my reading is different from the traditional and not just because I'm trying to invert the proposition.
It reminded me a lot of University life, actually. Naming dropping theorists (oooh, Hegel, Paine, Focault, Kant); trying to develop a sense of the obtuse; arguing points for no point at all; getting ten marks for every semi-colon... Memories.
This was a particular apt exchange:
Dakin: All literature is consolation.
Scripps: No it isn't. What about when it's celebration? Joy?
Dakin: But it's written when the joy is over. Finished. So even when it's joy, it's grief. It's consolation. That's why it gets written down.
Que. Que. Que. Que. Que.



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