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Confessions…

This is an excerpt from the 1962 film adapted play by Eugene O’Neil.
This powerful scene deals with the older brother’s confessions to the younger brother in a dysfunctional family.
The scene is filled with the raw emotion of someone who is bearing a heavy, guilted burden and is torn between love, hate, self-disgust and jealousy.
In life,  it seems that it is our emotions boiling to the brim that cause the overflow of confessions.
Everyone has something to confess, whether it be poured out in the dark,  in drunken stupors, a small, boxed room with a little window, or full out into the open. There are even confessions eye to eye between just two people or within yourself.
Whichever may be the case, eventually it will burst or it will tear at your core.
What are your thoughts on confession and the emotions that bring it about?

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  1. May 21, 2010 at 12:48 pm

    I liked it well enough to go download the movie. 🙂
    Yes, everyone has secrets. And drinking is a great way to spill them. lol

    I liked the hate you / love you bit… very passionate and convincing.
    Great post!

    • May 21, 2010 at 2:24 pm

      Yes,…a man I have been in love with for some time (though haven’t been with in a long while 😦 ) once mentioned this movie to me in our correspondence. A great man he is. After his mention I couldn’t believe I had not seen it already myself, being the classic movie buff that I am at times. I had to go watch it. The movie has a great display of the inner torture of the soul. Revealing your true self can be a wonderful freedom, unburdening even as much as it can sometimes be hurtful.
      Spilling them when you are drunk? Well,… who was the famous Psychologist who said “there are no mistakes in life”? If you did,..it happened because it was supposed to happen. 🙂

  2. May 21, 2010 at 9:46 pm

    Ha, and I became a classic movie buff because of someone that I can’t be with. lol
    And I never saw this and every fiber of my being is saying text him and tell him about it…but I can’t open that door again. 🙂

    I, however, will watch it. It finished downloading today while I was out. 🙂

    Any truth you say – intoxicated or not…is truth and there’s always good in that… so long as you deliver it nicely enough. 🙂

    • May 24, 2010 at 6:12 pm

      yea,…I understand the not openeing that door again, though I did not really take that rought,…I just couldn’t close the door…all the way….and sometimes still run back and forth through it from time to time…though for months there was no one there on the other side, he wsa more apt to just peek at it again through a window…metaphorically speaking, but he knows exactly how I feel and will always.

  3. May 24, 2010 at 10:59 pm

    Mine is a revolving door. We just don’t seem to quit. I don’t want it and he doesn’t want it, but we both can’t seem to quit. lol
    We both know that there is love always and always…. but we can’t get along. We are so similar. And there is hurt from our pasts and we can’t work it out. We’ve tried. Year and a half. We’ve hurt each other. We’ve loved each other. We’ve agreed we can’t be together unless something changes, but it won’t. And we know that. How sad. For how much we love each other and we, neither, can change. Passion. Good or bad, we have it both. lol

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