#corio!hiddles

‘We were all worried about it. How long can you suspend a human being upside down by his ankles? It was such a weird sensation every night. Inside myself, of course I was aware of the power of the scene. But inside myself it was almost a relief that the story was over. That whatever was required from me internally, to give this amazing story shape and meaning, it’s over. The rest is silence.’

‘Say, what’s thy name? Thou hast a grim appearance, and thy face bears a command in’t; though thy tackle’s torn. Thou show’st a noble vessel: what is thy name?’

‘Down, ladies; let us shame him with our knees. To his surname Coriolanus ’longs more pride than pity to our prayers. Down: an end; this is the last: so we will home to Rome, and die among our neighbours. Nay, behold’s: this boy, that cannot tell what he would have but kneels and holds up bands for fellowship, does reason our petition with more strength than thou hast to deny it.’