Theater: Land of No Holds Barred

The Homecoming finds Harold Pinter playing his usual highly tantalizing game—show and don't tell. He unearths effects and buries causes, marks and mocks the absurdity of existence. Half through humor, half through shock, he detonates jagged fragments of the unconscious mind upon the stage. Innately primitive, Oedipal, conjugal, The Homecoming quivers with the enigmatic knowledge that while no one wins the war between the sexes, everyone is wounded. It is performed to ensemble perfection by the members of the Royal Shakespeare Company, and it is directed with steely exactitude by Peter Hall. Although...

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