The first image to greet the eye is perhaps the last to linger in the mind: it is the set, vertiginously toppling outward as if to plunge a collapsing world and its demented inhabitants into the audience's laps. The place depicted must have been a palace once. Now the arches have sagged, and the staircases end in midair. The steeply raked floor intersects doorways at crazy angles, as though it were not wood but water, flooding a city where the people too seem to be drowning. This haunted spot is Epirus, home of Pyrrhus, heroic son of the even more valiant...
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