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| The
Wesker Trilogy
Roots (1959) |
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5m - doubling) |
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| SYNOPSIS |
Explores the theme of 'self-discovery'.
BEATIE BRYANT, daughter of Norfolk farm labourers, has fallen
in love with RONNIE KAHN from the 'Chicken Soup' family. She
returns from London to visit her family all of whom await
the arrival of RONNIE. During the two-week waiting period
BEATIE is full of RONNIE'S thoughts and words. To greet him
the family gathers for a huge Saturday afternoon tea. He doesn't
turn up. Instead comes a letter saying he doesn't think the
relationship will work. The family turns on BEATIE. In the
process of defending herself she finds, to her delight, that
she's using her own voice. |
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| EXCERPT |
| "Do
you think we really count? You don' wanna take any notice of what
them ole papers say about the workers bein' all-important these days
- that's all squit! 'Cos we aren't. Do you think when the really talented
people in the country get to work they get to work for us? Hell if
they do? Do you think they don't know we 'ont make the effort? The
writers don't write thinkin' we can understand, nor the painters don't
paint expectin' us to be interested - that they don't, nor don't the
composers give out music thinkin' we can appreciate it. 'Blust,' they
say, 'the masses is too stupid for us to come down to them. Blust,'
they say, 'if they don't make no effort why should we bother?'' So
you know who come along? The slop singers and the pop writers and
the film makers and the women's magazines and the tabloid papers and
the picture-strip love stories - thaas who come along, and you don't
hev to make no effort for them, it come easy
The whole stinkin'
commercial world insults us and we don't care a damn. Well Ronnie's
right - it's our own bloody fault. We want the third-rate - we got
it!" |
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| REVIEWS |
I
have now seen this great, shining play three times, and it seems to
have grown visibly in stature each time. It is the central pillar
of Arnold Wesker's mighty Trilogy
The simple story still grips
the audience
Beatie Bryant's betrayal by her Ronnie is still
poignant beyond the reach of anything but the very greatest poetry,
and her final triumphant budding is still the most heart-lifting single
moment I have ever seen upon a stage.
Bernard Levin, Daily Express |
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| NOTES |
| Writing about the 1978 revival. |
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