The Rose Tattoo
Olivier, National Theatre, London from 29 March 2007
I can’t swallow my heart! – Not till I hear
the truck stop in front of the house and his key in the lock of the door! – When
I call him, and him shouting back, ‘Sì, sono qui!’ In
his hair, Assunta, he has – oil of roses. And when I wake up at night – the
air, the dark room’s – full of – roses… Each time
is the first time with him. Time doesn’t pass…
All through the night Serafina craves her husband’s
return; at dawn, she learns he’s been shot dead. For the next three
years, she channels her fiercely passionate love into mourning, living on
past glories while straitjacketing her vivacious daughter, Rosa. But an ugly
rumour gathers force to contaminate her memories, just as Rosa turns rebel
and an eye-catching truck driver comes knocking at the door.
Set amongst the vibrant Sicilian community of New Orleans,
Tennessee Williams’ life-affirming
tale is charged with desire, infatuation and blazing southern sun.
I want you to give me that little gold ring on your ear
to put on my finger. – I
want to give you my heart to keep forever! And ever! And ever!
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