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Interesting post!
Regarding Mamet -- I love his work as well. However, I've noticed that so much depends on the delivery of the actor. While this is true for all stage/film work -- I think it really holds true for his words.
Pinter always manages to lose me somewhere in his stories.
Toronto's mayor gave the best speech I've heard in perhaps decades at the Remembrance Day ceremonies at the cennetaph at Old City Hall. Whereas his speech last year was excellent (and very personal) this year's was simply of speech making greatness. I mention this because of your comment that Remembrance Day seems to be about WWII -- the speech made clear it is not, necessarily. If it seems that way I'd suggest that's because most Canadian veterans alive (not many) fought in that war. It was, WWII, also the last "good" war, as they say. Even Korean Police Action vets returned home with the taint of what would reach full infection for veterans of the American war in Vietnam.
Thanks for your musings on silence and anger and reticence and openness.
Oh, and Pinter rules.
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Very thoughtful relation of silence. I read Robert Louis Stevenson's book about the tribes in the South Seas and his experience living amongst them. I forget what it's called. "South Sea tales" maybe? They were dying in huge numbers because of Western colonialism and I'm sure that created a lot of silence. It is a thoughtful read and something as well to think of in silence. Not all war or human experience can be spoken of, written about or expressed. I guess that's the beauty of silence.
i think the origins of remembrance day centre around remembering the veterans of wwI.
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