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A lot of running around and slamming doors 16 May 2014
I must say that this was a pretty forgettable play that seemed to have been put into a collection of comedies simply for completeness. Since this particular book seemed to be running along the theme of confusion and mistaken identities, one sort of wonders if this is the case with this play, but sadly it is not. Rather it falls into a category of plays known as the bedroom (or sex) farce which, as the name implies, has a lot of sexual overtones (as well as the slamming of lots of doors) and tends to revolve around the private lives of the main characters.
I must say that this particular style of play, or comedy, really does not impress me, and when I note that Wikipedia refers to Woody Allen having created a number of similar movies, it makes a lot of sense. I must admit that since I am not a big fan of Woody Allen, and since Woody Allen made a lot of bedroom farces it says a lot about my opinion to this particular play. In fact it is very difficult to find any decent commentary on this play, which sort of suggests that the play, and the author of the same, really do not appear very high on the literary radar. Oh, the French Wikipedia does have a page on this play, but once again it is very brief and not all that indepth, which goes to further demonstrate the forgettable nature of this piece of comedy.
Un curieux exercice de style : trois couples et une belle-mère, cela donne un grand nombre de quiproquos poussés jusqu'à l'absurde, un peu fatigants, mais drôles aussi parfois.
Near the end of the play, a character says, "Have you seen any good plays lately? (Without waiting for a reply.) Neither have I! But nowadays, don't you know..." I guess that's what they call "meta".