Jul 6, 2017
"she snickers with half-suppressed delight, or with schadenfreude (the laughter seems too young for her, like she's put on a little girl's pair of jeans, which you'd expect from an amateur theater's overly enthusiastic, naive local audience. You (implicitly) believe the world's a stage, but you also find that statement deceptive, that the idea implies too much professionalism, amateur theater is what the world's about, where every role is played in the same clumsy way, both suave and crass, overplayed and understated, frenetic and phlegmatic, rigid and unrooted, insulting to the eyes and ears, which gives rise to the discouraging feeling of having seen too much and too little ..."
