kittinSol
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Back on topic before I get too hot. There's a play by Sartre: "Hell is other people." ("L'enfer, c'est les autres.") Once you know the title of the play, you don't need to either read or watch it. The message is in the title. Compact existentialism or WOT? Hell is other people... pretty fucking depressing if you ask me, and what a limited message, but he had something there... put a blonde bimbo ditz who killed her baby, an angry murderous lesbian and a cowardly soldier who grassed on his comrades during the Spanish Civil War in a salon with an ugly statue on the fireplace mantel piece, a single bulb hanging from the ceiling that's impossible to switch off, two loveseats, and a locked door: that is hell, for Sartre.
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