Tag: Theater
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Baal
Out here, the air tastes like iron filings and bad liquor. The first shot fired by Bertolt Brecht, a sharp-edged knife in the gut of polite society—Baal, a story about a man too drunk, too damned, and too dangerous to die quietly. The poet Baal is no hero; he’s a gutted animal, dragging his bloated…
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EXIT
Flickering reality screen, a million flickering faces – The World Theater. Neon promises crawl across the marquee, a carnival shill barking come-ons for dreams pre-packaged in cellophane. But the exit, man, the EXIT – a rusted fire escape,barely two rungs wide, wobbling precariously over an abyss of black noise. The sucker, see? Blinded by the glitter, mesmerized by the spectacle. Counts the plush seats, the depth of…