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The stormy heavens of current political discourse forbid that the burden of empathy be placed on the wrong people.
The play takes its basic scenario from Forsters novel but strips away as many signifiers as it can.
(Platos there, too, lurking in the caves that sit at the storys center.)
Country Y, were told, is the occupying power in Country X.
Meanwhile, the Country X-ers are chafing under years of oppressive Country Y rule.
And B (K.K.
Such is Bs sad fate, spiritually if not physically.
Only connect, wrote Forster inHowards End but that was in 1910, and his story never left Europe.
People fail and other people get hurt, sometimes irreparably.
she answers, unmoved.
What will change systems, after all, but people?
And how can people change them without continuing to reach across the gaps?
You dont write plays if you truly believe in the futility of human relationships.
Passageis at Soho Rep through May 26.
