Problem is, as Ibsen understood around his self-assumed rivalry together with Strindberg, the past is unlikely to die, except around wish pleasure. “God, when only we could kick the bucket! If only we can die, ” says this Mummy. But your reality would seem to be that will “crimes and secrets plus sense of guilt bind us together with each other! ” (294). For Strindberg in The Ghost Sonata our lives, like that associated with the Colonel's, tend to be more or less sustained on the promissory note, amortized, this note running the accurate training course in the financial system of death. Which, since we now have come to say theoretically, is the place connected with representation.
But back yet again to A Dream Take up, and the bafflement on the doorway: there need to be a way away, or even around. How a lot of doorways have we found since, up to plus like The X-Files, its alien figures, occultism, plus infatuation with other sides. “What's behind it? Right now there must be something! ” (222)—the ground of almost all love knot with its damaged signs. What citizen forbids, of course, the launching involving the door, and we have observed that in the particular mutations by significance to be able to modernism, by Maeterlinck's Often the Intruder through Kafka's Fortress and The Test. Conversing of trials, and ordeals, the Lawyer in A new Fantasy Play, witness together with interpreter of the Rules and record-keeper of injustice, dreams of only criminal activity and bears in the face—“chalk-white, lined, and with magenta shadows” (225)—the desperate inscription of so much discomfort plus suffering, like the Doorkeeper in the theater, the fact that he thinks connected with his / her now as a unlawful face.
“Who will pay the ultimate reckoning? Tell myself that, ” they asks the Girl. How far solace can there get? the amount sentence? —she who performs the role at this time would, We assume, own to deal with that—when she says: “He who else nourishes the birds” (226). Let me personally be blunt, luxurious, instant, now: Now i am tempted to say which for the parrots. In the event that there's a good metaphysic throughout dreams, as both equally Freud and Strindberg assumed, one particular can't very trust the particular spirit, and—for all of the orgastic fervor of the hearth in the end, centralizing the Poet and Daughter—my guess is the fact Strindberg learned that too. My spouse and i said earlier that my own not staging the have fun with was initially, perhaps, because that has been a forbidding prospect, but some of us wonder what may have been most forbidding about it—through the castle using up and this flower bud unfolding into a giant chrysanthemum, often the orgastic and spiritual spirit of it—is, still, my personal inability for a soar of faith, which may end up being the datum, yet , of what I might accomplish with the play. The Lawyer says: “But in case This individual who feeds often the parrots would come straight down to the earth They made and see what wretches human beings will be, maybe He would have some compassion” (226–27). Could be. They have an old disagreement, all this, but in the planet as we know the idea, with the born-again money in the revival of religion, the idea would seem to be able to us that compassion is usually certainly not enough.
When we look in the particular play, nevertheless, for a not as much mystical or more substantial reaction, what we encounter are the school performance: Philosophy, Theology, Drugs, and even Law. If the Little girl which passes through the abusive and unsavory règle of being human—vision dimmed, auditory muffled, “bright, airy feelings trapped in the labyrinth of fatty coils found in [the] brain” (272)—is very little treated having compassion, however weak your ex responses as an charge from on high, Strindberg is merciless about what we might call today, following Foucault, the disciplinary routines involving institutionalized expertise.