The Work Of A Director Can Be

Theatres, Actors, Critics And Public Are Interlocked In A Machine That Creaks But Never Stops. There Is Always A New Season In Hand And We Are To Busy To Ask The Only Vital Question Which Measures The Whole Structure. Why Theatre At All? What For? Is It An Anachronism, A Superannuated Oddity? Surviving Like An Old Monument Or A Quaint Custom? Why Do We Applaud And What? Has The Stage A Real Place In Our Lives? What Function Can It Have? What Could It Serve? What Could It Explore? What Are Its Special Properties?

The Purpose Of Theatre Is... Making An Event In Which A Group Of Fragments Are Sudde Nly Brought Together... In A Community Which, By The Natural Laws That Make Every Community, Gradually Breaks Up... At Certain Moments This Fragmented World Comes Together And For A Certain Time It Can Rediscover The Marvel Of Organic Life ... The Marvel Of Being One.

Reality' Is A Word With Many Meanings.

Time, Which Is So Often An Enemy In Life, Can Also Become Our Ally If We See How A Pale Moment Can Lead To A Glowing Moment, And Then Turn To A Moment Of Perfect Transparency, Before Dropping Again To A Moment Of Everyday Simplicity.

You Have To Live To The Responsibility Of The Person Who Has Won, Which Is Even Greater Than The Responsibility Of A Person Who Has Lost.