Never before has such a vast work dealt with so much immediate and traumatic imagery, which physically collapses as she tries to tell her stories: bodies falling vertically and horizontally, monstrous figures towering in tight hallways, the young Charlotte gazing up longingly to the angels in heaven expecting to receive a letter from her deceased mother. Exactly as titled, the barriers between life and theatre are indistinct, and despite the imagery of death throughout, there are scenes evoking the joy of life, with glimpses of beauty in luscious gardens, declarations of love, music, painting
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