Oh, concerning my sister it is still touch and go; take one day at a time; no easy solution but things seem more hopeful now. The other was a house emergency - mechancial breakdown - been resolved, thank goodness. Thanks for hoping for the best. Things could always be worse.
Definitely, I do agree with that.Quote:
I think Ibsen is more concerned with the ghosts of belief and prejudice than with deceased individuals.
Yes, that is absolutely true. Now that actually clears up the difference for me; thanks Gladys.Quote:
While many people would dread tertiary syphilis, this 'ordinary mortal disease' is nothing alongside Oswald's paranoia at the prospect of being once again an abandoned child, homeless and unloved. Ibsen esteems genuine family relationships.
True again.Quote:
Ibsen transfers much of that blame to Manders and the 'pillars of society'.
I entirely see you point now. This helps a lot in fully understanding that ending. It was just strange she should say no as her last word. I wondered about that and what the final outcome would be. Could a mother really administer that lethal dose to her only son? I am a mother of an only son so I think it would be so horrific and hardly imaginable. But Mrs. Alving has been a person tied to 'duty', so she just might be able to do it in the end.Quote:
Open-ended? I don't think so. Manders and Regine are gone. Oswald is the helpless child, again totally at the mercy of his mother, who has the unenviable choice of leaving Oswald to his nightmare of helplessness, or giving him everything, the one thing he seeks: the black and life extinguishing sorrow of death. Well might she say, 'No, no, no!−−Yes!−−no, no!'.
Yes, that has helped a great deal. I love these discussions. We all learn so much from each other. I think this has been an A1 discussion and it proves one thing - it just take two people to discuss really; more are nice but not always necessary. Thanks for your insights, Gladys. I really do appreciate your repeat readings and attention to detail. I am 'detail' person myself. In the Lawrence short story thread, I very much like to 'dissect' the text (sometimes to a fault) and get below the surface to see just what the author is getting at.Quote:
I mean: does the view I'm putting deal with the list of difficult passages I highlighted earlier in the thread?
Well put. I think we do agree on the ending. I like the idea of his becoming that 7 yr old boy again. Now I see the importance/significance of that factor in the end of the play. It is a lot clearer to me. Thanks again for pointing that out specifically. Very good observation, Gladys.Quote:
Finally in bright sunlight, Oswald's worst fears have been vindicated. Almost catatonic, he asks along with the 7-yr-child, for that 'joy of life' which, dreadfully, has been withheld from both. And his mother had scuttled Regine, his last ray of hope.
Oswald. (who has been sitting motionless in the armchair, with his back to the scene outside, suddenly says -)
Mother, give me the sun.

