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Tag Archives: Harold Pinter
Fall 1995: Acting Notebook
Going through all these old notebooks – I came across the notebooks I kept during grad school. At first they start out all work, no play … which is interesting in and of itself – but the notebooks I kept … Continue reading
Posted in Actors, Personal, Theatre
Tagged Al Pacino, Anton Chekhov, Brian De Palma, Chinatown, Christopher Walken, Dog Day Afternoon, Elia Kazan, Faye Dunaway, Harold Pinter, John Guare, John Strasberg, Johnny Depp, Lee Strasberg, Lili Taylor, Mickey Rourke, Network, Nicholas Mosley, Nijinsky, Olympia Dukakis, Sanford Meisner, Tennessee Williams, Two-Character Play
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Happy Birthday, Samuel Beckett
Harold Pinter said about Beckett: “The farther he goes the more good it does me. I don’t want philosophies, tracts, dogmas, creeds, ways out, truths, answers, nothing from the bargain basement. He is the most courageous, remorseless writer going and … Continue reading
Posted in On This Day, writers
Tagged Brendan Behan, Harold Pinter, Ireland, Samuel Beckett
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The Books: “Old Times” (Harold Pinter)
Next in my Daily Book Excerpt: Next on the script shelf: Next on the shelf: another Harold Pinter play: Old Times. There are three characters in this haunting spare play: a man named Deeley, his wife Kate, and Kate’s friend … Continue reading
The Books: “The Dumb Waiter” (Harold Pinter)
Next in my Daily Book Excerpt: Next on the script shelf: Next on the shelf: another Harold Pinter play, my favorite one: The Dumb Waiter It’s two guys in a basement room, waiting for … something … some message to … Continue reading
Pinter on Miller
“I’m pretty convinced he was writing until the day of his death. He was born with the pen in his hand.” — Harold Pinter on his good friend Arthur Miller