Well, it's been awhile since I've posted. I've been reading lots of plays - Three Days of Rain by Richard Greenberg.
And by Horton Foote, Dividing the Estate.
And King Lear.
Also saw August: Osage Country on Broadway, which sort of kicked off this round of thinking.
Been consdering some obvious points: how central family is to drama (and comedy for that matter.) And the question that I use to interrogate new plays these days : if the characters are not related, why? What I really see is not necessarily that wholesale dysfunction is all that interests us. But that we don't know who we are except in relationships, and the family provides the tonic and dominant notes in the symphony of self.
More on this soon.