“As soon as a play is about content, then it’s already irrelevant to a certain degree.”
If you can’t care about things, then it doesn’t matter – it has to go through a character you care about. Repetition – and massive scale – just numbs you.
If that were the case, then we’d have been numbed by Jacobean plays years ago.
Is it about nausea or the political events?
It isn’t about what any person feels … it’s not the question at the heart of the endeavor. Blasted is a silly play written by a 24 year-old.
But we’re treating Blasted like it’s a gruesome Punch and Judy show – there’s a lot more to it than that.
But the context is also part of it – what if you don’t know the backstory?
That content is now irrelevant. It only matters if we’re changed by our experience of watching it.