I was cursed with poetry very young

“I should be Adam. God was proud of Adam. But Satan’s the one I sympathise with. For I was cast out, like Satan, though I did no wrong. And when I see others content, I feel the bile rise in my throat, and it tastes like Satan’s bile.”

Have you ever tried playing God, my friend? Well that’s a dangerous thing and Victor Frankestein knows everything about it.

From the beginning to the very end you are captured by this monstrous, mysterious, dark play about human nature, love and responsibility. The actors will become impossibly human in an unhuman way. This play is a must see for every human being who is interested in art, theatre and literature. 

Speaking about two versions of this play, I like both. But prefer ‘Cumberbatch-Frankenstein, Lee Miller-The Creature’ version better. Benedict’s Creature is strange and interesting, like a big scared child whilst Lee Miller’s Victor is too how to say – gloomy, aggressive. Even for his condition. Victor played by Benedict is more soft and natural, the Creature by Lee Miller looks like beast. Cumberbatch plays both parts really well but the version with him playing Victor is more balanced.



All in all, this is a great piece of work. Any version you’ll decide to watch you would definitely like.

“Don’t leave me. Don’t leave me alone, Master. What is death? What will it feel like? Can I die? Frankenstein forgive me, my cruelty, please forgive me. All I wanted was your love, I would have loved you with all my heart. My poor creator.”

Cat on a Hot Tin Roof by Tennessee Williams

“I've got the guts to die. What I want to know is, have you got the guts to live?”

Tennessee Williams again on the strength and weaknesses. A theme so rich it’s hardly believable that this play is so small (like all the plays). When woman chooses she loves her husband strong enough for them both even if he can’t answer her love. When man chooses to spare his life drinking because his lover died and he can’t bare it without him. When man lives for several hours between his hope and deathful diagnosis. When he finds out that his wife has actually loved him all the years they lived together. This is what I call a real theatre.
I regret having not seen any of Tennessee’s plays on stage. I think they are not very popular here in Ukraine which is sad. But at least we have a chance to read them.
There’s so much more to this play. I definitely recommend reading it. Not because it’s exciting. Indeed it is. But what is more, again, you question yourself. Could I love someone for 30+ years without having back this love? Could I bear loving a person who can never love me back because of homosexuality? Could I bear dying after living for that several hours in joy and hope, surrounded by my family? These questions are hard and most definitely our ego would answer “no” to all of them. Until Love comes on the stage. When you love you barely make a choice. You can’t leave a person who doesn’t love you back because you are not selfish anymore; you are not just you anymore. You are you and you are person you love, every singles piece of them. There are no such words to describe love, you can only feel it.
Tennessee Williams will show you that love and marriage are not necessarily fairytales. But it is still love. 

“What is the victory of a cat on a hot tin roof?—I wish I knew... Just staying on it, I guess, as long as she can...”  

A Streetcar Named Desire by Tennessee Williams

“What is straight? A line can be straight, or a street,  but the human heart, oh, no, it's curved like a road through mountains.”

Tennessee Williams. This man wrote women like woman. He understands. And it both shocks and amazes me. This is a story of women. Women, who suffer because they loved, suffer in different yet similar ways. And this is a story of men who do not see. Do not see the hurt they do to their loved ones, do not see that they could do better.
I don’t want to talk about its plot much. If you are interested you would read it’s not that long after all. I want to spend this piece of web space to talk about my feelings after reading it.
Women are strong. Even when they think they are not. Women can bare a lot of things for the love. And sometimes they are too strong to show their weaknesses. A Woman can conquer a dragon or climb a highest mountain if she wants to. But mostly she doesn’t know she can. Or she choses everyday heroism instead of it. A heroism of sparing her life on needs of her loved ones. Heroism of being there for them. Heroism of being a rock. Heroism which no one normally sees and takes it for granted.
Does it makes a woman weak if she choses to be a woman of easy virtue because she caused her loved husbands’ death? I think, in some way yes. But she (Blanche) has strength to admit it and to move on, find new love and new home. Does it make a man weak if he hits a woman to show his strength? Definitely. When he pushed her harder to the pit of her despair just because she offended his pride? Absolutely. Does it makes woman weak when she sees her man being a monster and chooses to close her eyes on it? Somehow yes. But on the other hand, she makes this choice of baring this burden until her last day and it’s up to her.
Tennessee makes a reader question a lot and this is what I liked about his works the most. All is not lost that is in peril. Read Tennessee. Read and question everything. Because it may change you for the better.