Thirty years ago, Ionesco (1909-1994) disappeared.
His plays,
The Bald Singer
,
La Lesson
and
Les Chaises
, shook the Parisian stage from the beginning of the 1950s.
Ionesco, like Beckett - the first with a Romanian father and a French mother, the second a pure Irishman - chose the French language as his homeland.
We will never be grateful enough to them for having written their masterpieces in the language of Molière.
These two were part of this literary movement labeled at the end of the war, “theatre of the absurd”.
If the Irishman
“transmuted the deprivation of modern man into his exaltation”
(says the Swedish Nobel Academy, which awarded him its prize in 1969), we could almost say that the theater of our Romanian represents a species of the efflorescence of literature.
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Here - unlike the author of
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-, these are not larvae who express nothing and go nowhere - they are characters who translate the absurdity of existence...
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