by Jean-Paul Sartre
Two women and one man are locked up together for eternity. The windows are bricked up, there are no mirrors, the electric lights can never be turned off, and there is no exit. The irony of this hell is that its torture is not of the rack and fire but of the burning humiliation of each soul as it is stripped of its pretenses by the cruel curiosity of the damned. Here the soul is shorn of secrecy and even the blackest deeds are mercilessly exposed to the fierce light of hell. It is an eternal torment. Hell truly is other people…
Panel discussion to follow the Saturday evening performance. More information to follow.
