Saturday, November 30, 2013
Blue Curtains
I had an incident like this a long time ago in (college) freshman English Lit. The book - a play, actually - was Waiting For Godot. The English teacher, making an effort to expand our minds, asked us what we thought of the play.
Stupidly, I gave him my frank opinion - that it was a nonsensical piece of trash. Needless to say, that was not the viewpoint he was looking for.
I am happy to say that now, 40 years later, I have come to appreciate existentialism in general, and WFG in particular. But it is still prudent to not overanalyze individual lines in Literature.
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