Somerset
Maugham is one of the most outstanding British authors. He was popular
in his age and in his writings he arose many social and psychological
problems. He was an incredibly talented novelist, had many works and his
popularity reaved of rest the other, less popular writers. He was
blamed for plagiarism, however he survived and that rumor didn’t affect
his reputation and successful career.
His
writings impress greatly by the vividness and critical thinking. His
manner of writing makes you feel a participant of the described actions.
“Theatre” is not an exception. In this story the author introduces to
us an incredibly talented woman – Julia Lambert. Though Somerset was an
ordinary observer of the plays and was never close to the theatre life,
he described so realistically the idea, which was firstly conveyed by
Shakespeare: “All the world's a stage, And
all the men and women merely players”. Julia Lambert is a vivid
confirmation of this quote. If you are an attentive reader, you will
see, that in real life Julia just choose the appropriate role from one
or another play. The author describes her numerous affairs with
different men, and she thinks that she feels real passion and love;
however this is not true in reality. Roger, her son, is the only person
who dares provide a glimpse of reality to her. At the end of the story,
Roger tells her that he doesn’t know when she is real, and whether she
can anyway be real. At this moment of truth, when her only son tells her
about his disappointment in his mother, she thinks whether she can play
the mother of Hamlet. At the end of the story, she triumphantly breaks
the dreams of the young actress and her play on the stage is one of the
best in her life. After this success, sitting alone in the café, she
proves to herself that her acting IS the real life, thus demonstrating
to us the whole tragic moment.
To
my way of thinking, in this novel, Julia Lambert is an embodiment of
the whole society. As a matter of fact, people lie to each other
pursuing their own aims – and this vice exists outside the hours. The
problem is conveyed clearly. May
be it is high time to stop running and thinking only about ourselves.
We forget about human values, care about our ego and satisfy only our
needs. We are full of primitivism, greediness and prosaicness. Where is
the romantic in the relationships, where is the desire for adventures
and heroic deeds? I think the author asks us these questions between the
lines and our task is to answer them to ourselves. And maybe we can
realize that we should be real and don’t hide our faces behind the mask
of pretense.
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