August Wilson Dies at 60
I wanted to note the passing of someone who has influenced profoundly my views towards the possibility of a revival in the American Theater.
In the late 1980's a number of August Wilson's works openned at the Huntington Theater in Boston, where I was living at the time. This gave me the chance to see something raw and exciting, works that no reviewer had the chance to either approve of or dismiss.
I found his plays to be a profound marriage of the historical and the mystical. I often noticed the experience to be a cure for a disease that afflicts me on occasion: the tendency towards seeing our situation in pessimistic or cynical terms.
What I saw in what he was saying, was that the respect for the dignity of life, makes one's life dignified.





Thanks for this remembrance, AltHippo. It’s tickled a few thoughts about the purpose of art & theater, but mostly it’s deepened my appreciation of a playwright and personalized news of his death.
October 3, 2005 10:31 PM | Reply | Permalink