...
Show More
It’s no disgrace for a man, even a wise man, to learn many things and not be too rigid. You’ve seen many trees by a raging winter torrent, how many sway with the flood and salvage every twig, but not the stubborn—they’re ripped out, roots and all. Bend or break.
This incredibly powerful and moving play was written well over two thousand years ago, yet it is as relevant and relatable as ever. Antigone's immovable conviction is tragically squared against Creon's regal pride, both as stubborn as oxen, while the audience is maddeningly positioned to see the folly and the "well, he/she's got a point" of both sides. This work would make an excellent companion piece to Faulkner's "As I Lay Dying," which also deals with family, and in particular, the rights accorded to the dead in burial - how the manner in which we honor the dead is a mirror of who we are. There is so much to say about this play, I actually found it more compelling than its predecessor, Oedipus Rex, Sophocles' other famous play based on Antigone's accursed father. Ay, there lies the rub! For in Oedipus Rex, it seems as though nothing can be done by man to avert the cruel hand of fate. However in Antigone, people are just being too selfish and stubborn, ignoring all kinds of good advice, and swearing up and down that the gods are most definitely on their side. Meanwhile, Sophocles nudges the audience to avoid a similar fate by having King Creon's son announce that unfortunately, man isn't born perfect, so we'd all do well to listen to some good advice.
But my favorite part of this play, the part that really sang for me, was the Chorus' ode to man, so reminiscent of Hamlet's beautiful and, ultimately sad, "What a piece of work is a man" soliloquy. Hamlet glibly ends it by saying that man, despite his natural magnificence and beauty, doesn't interest him. In Antigone, the Chorus is marveling at how man has mastered the sea and the animals and the earth, and has even fashioned a lawful society and an intricate language by which to communicate, but there remains one thing that goes yet unconquered by man - Death. Mwahahaha!
So, if TIME magazine is right, and man becomes immortal by 2045, I guess Antigone will finally become an obsolete literary relic of the ancient past that has no bearing on the modern human condition. But until that frightening time arrives, this is a work for the ages. Man the master, ingenious past all measure, past all dreams, the skills within his grasp - he forges on, now to destruction, now again to greatness.
This incredibly powerful and moving play was written well over two thousand years ago, yet it is as relevant and relatable as ever. Antigone's immovable conviction is tragically squared against Creon's regal pride, both as stubborn as oxen, while the audience is maddeningly positioned to see the folly and the "well, he/she's got a point" of both sides. This work would make an excellent companion piece to Faulkner's "As I Lay Dying," which also deals with family, and in particular, the rights accorded to the dead in burial - how the manner in which we honor the dead is a mirror of who we are. There is so much to say about this play, I actually found it more compelling than its predecessor, Oedipus Rex, Sophocles' other famous play based on Antigone's accursed father. Ay, there lies the rub! For in Oedipus Rex, it seems as though nothing can be done by man to avert the cruel hand of fate. However in Antigone, people are just being too selfish and stubborn, ignoring all kinds of good advice, and swearing up and down that the gods are most definitely on their side. Meanwhile, Sophocles nudges the audience to avoid a similar fate by having King Creon's son announce that unfortunately, man isn't born perfect, so we'd all do well to listen to some good advice.
But my favorite part of this play, the part that really sang for me, was the Chorus' ode to man, so reminiscent of Hamlet's beautiful and, ultimately sad, "What a piece of work is a man" soliloquy. Hamlet glibly ends it by saying that man, despite his natural magnificence and beauty, doesn't interest him. In Antigone, the Chorus is marveling at how man has mastered the sea and the animals and the earth, and has even fashioned a lawful society and an intricate language by which to communicate, but there remains one thing that goes yet unconquered by man - Death. Mwahahaha!
So, if TIME magazine is right, and man becomes immortal by 2045, I guess Antigone will finally become an obsolete literary relic of the ancient past that has no bearing on the modern human condition. But until that frightening time arrives, this is a work for the ages. Man the master, ingenious past all measure, past all dreams, the skills within his grasp - he forges on, now to destruction, now again to greatness.