So, I just got back from the theater and I must say that as far as Dada goes, this play was pretty spectacular. There was a moment in the third act where there was no dialogue at all, just random sounds and actions from each of the characters. Apparently, in that moment in the script there was nothing there, just letters placed in different groups on the page. I saw a script at the end of the play, and this is what it said:
"Perhaps at this point you could create a voice collage of these letters, using the voices of the male characters? Or whatever you conceive of here ... "Or whatever you conceive of? Talk about anti-art. But at the same time, is it really? Tzara said he wanted this play to be treated as a masterpiece, just as we would consider Shakespeare's works as masterpieces. I think that when you are given stage directions like above and make something out of them, then you are well on your way to being a master. Though some people would call the performance a hoax and mockery of true art, I think "The Gas Heart" has real merit to the theatre world.
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