This play is written in smoking lava about a world that tastes like ashes.
Fire!, which ended Brandeis University's repertory season last week, scorches the stage with grief, fury, desire and despair. Framed in a set of huge bronze cubes appear the archetypal woman as mother, wife and slut and the arche typal man as son, father, husband and lover. They are not there to be joined to gether but to be rent asunder. "We must love one another or die," wrote W. H. Auden. Fire! proclaims that love is dead, God is...
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