How very sad. :(
Pretty much nails it in the same terse form that made Death of A Salesman great. I read the play for about the 4th time just a few weeks ago - and it was very fine - it must have hit the theatrical world like an atom bomb back in 1947 or 48. I also recall reading an interesting story in the NYT Magazine about 10 years ago on some of Miller's experiences that were the germ for Death of A Salesman. Apparently Miller's father ran a shop in NYC and Arthur worked there as a teen. A particular sales rep called on his father's store and one day Arthur helped the guy to the train with his sample cases. A short time later it became known that this particular sales rep committed suicide by jumping in front of a train. Whence came Willy Loman.
I suppose it's like Sean Penn and numerous others - capable of great artistry - but really flawed as human beings. You have to admire them with a real reservation.
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How very sad. :( >>
Sad?
Get out of here.
Miller was evil.
[His colossal hypocrisy but a symptom of his associated mental disorder -- and underlying Liberal Psychosis]