Till Day You Do Part or a Question of Light, by Handke, Peter
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- ISBN: 9781906497736 | 1906497737
- Cover: Hardcover
- Copyright: 12/15/2010
Described as an answer to or at least an echo of Samuel Beckett'sKrapp's Last Tape?,Till Day You Do Part Or A Question of Light, by esteemed Austrian playwright and novelist Peter Handke, is a monologue delivered by the "she" in Beckett's play. This unnamed female similarly recalls other significant women protagonists in Handke's own work such asThe Left-handed Woman.Handke prefaces the monologue inTill Day You Do PartOr a Question of Lightwith a description of two stone figures. While the male figure remains "as dead and gone as anyone can," the female bursts into life, and her monologue gradually focuses on Krapp's use of pauses and language to dominate the other characters in the Beckett play. Ultimately, however, her complaints and critique of Krapp become a declaration of her love for Krapp or at least an affirmation of their attachment, as the two of them are ultimately bound together, perhaps even inseparable. Till Day You Do Part Or a Question of Light is Handke at his best, evidencing the great skill, psychological acumen, and vision for which his work has been celebrated. "The David Byrne of fiction: a writer with a resonant, powerfully direct voice who could invoke the particular Sartrean nausea of postmodern existence in the simplest events."New York Times "Handke was and is, one of the most eminent narrative and dramatic writers of postwar Europe."BostonGlobe "His prose is reminiscent of the writings of Henry James . . . a passion for understanding, for grasping the tortured complexities of contemporary life."Philadelphia Inquirer "In power and vision and range, Peter Handke is the most important new writer on the international scene since Beckett."Stanley Kaufmann "There is no denying Handke's willful intensity and knife-like clarity of emotion. He writes from an area beyond psychology, where feelings acquire the adamancy of randomly encountered, geologically analyzed pebbles. The best writer, altogether, in his language."John Updike,New Yorker