We all remember the scene. A mysterious woman wrapped in a cloak, standing alone at the end of a wind-swept pier, the ocean waves beating against it, resolutely looking at the horizon, defying danger. And then that face, unforgettable, tragic, that powerful and piercing gaze. Set in a landscape which evokes the paintings of Turner,
Read MoreThe art of translation: Alessandra Serra and Harold Pinter
At PinterMonAmour we usually start the week with a poem. We are opening this week of snow and Christmas lights with the poetic sense of an encounter: that with the person who brought the essence of Pinter to Italy, of his works, his silences, the musicality of which only a few people would have been
Read MorePinter in Japan
In the Land of the Rising Sun Harold Pinter’s works are rarely performed. It could be because he is so Pinteresque, because of his peculiarity in portraying human existence through dialogues full of silence and ambiguity which can disorient and worry the Japanese spectator who is little accustomed to the “theatre of the absurd”. But
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