tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post6844204851559751636..comments2024-02-18T19:36:43.844+11:00Comments on theatre notes: Review: The Masque of the Red Death, YibiyungAlison Croggonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08398213223487458758noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post-23559603621227197232008-11-03T06:01:00.000+11:002008-11-03T06:01:00.000+11:00Thanks, Ben. Yes, Artaud was absolutely and intell...Thanks, Ben. Yes, Artaud was absolutely and intelligently behind this performance, and maybe more successfully than any show I've recently seen. Now that you mention it, I should have said so more explicitly.<BR/><BR/>As a side thought: It's a common preoccupation among European intellectuals (Kristeva, Batailles, etc) but in Conjunctions and Disjunctions Octavio Paz traces the connections Alison Croggonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08398213223487458758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202906.post-32150466804308635822008-11-02T23:49:00.000+11:002008-11-02T23:49:00.000+11:00i had a riproaring time. and i suspect there's mor...i had a riproaring time. and i suspect there's more method to the madness than the scatological humour might suggest. in fact perhaps most of all where excrement (sacrament) is concerned. <BR/><BR/>during the plague, "The dregs of the population, apparently immunized by their frenzied greed, enter the open houses and pillage riches they know will serve no purpose or profit. And at that moment theAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com