Notebook brims with the maturity of an aging writer in the final season of life… [It] achieves its greatest power when understood as the final notebook of a great American writer.

—Michael Grossberg, Columbus Dispatch

Available November 1, 1997

The Notebook Of Trigorin

Theater by Tennessee Williams

At twenty-four, Tennessee Williams discovered Chekhov and felt an immediate affinity with the Russian’s art and life. Both playwrights gravitated to psychologically acute and compassionate explorations of the tortured lives and frustrations of closely bound groups of characters; both mixed the comedy and tragedy of daily life with lyric intensity. Tennessee Williams’ journey from first reading Chekhov’s The Sea Gull to his adaptation of that play as The Notebook of Trigorin mirrored his own creative life. Early on, Williams thought of directing The Sea Gull, and, over the years, often returned to the play, his empathy gradually shifting from Constantine, the youthful experimenter, to Trigorin, the world-weary writer. Williams, in his pursuit of success, had also made compromises. Near the end of his life, Williams realized his dream to interpret The Sea Gull when the University of British Columbia sponsored a production at the Vancouver Playhouse in 1981. This version, The Notebook of Trigorin, brought Chekhov’s buried conflicts to the surface, but did not meet Williams expectations, and he was still making revisions to the play when he died in 1983. It was not until 1996, in celebration of the 100th anniversary of The Sea Gull’s first performance, that The Cincinnati Playhouse staged The Notebook of Trigorin as Williams had envisioned it. This edition is based on that production.

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Paperback (published November 1, 1997)

ISBN
9780811213622
Price US
15.95
Trim Size
5x8

Clothbound (published November 1, 1997)

ISBN
9780811213714
Price US
19.95
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Tennessee Williams

America’s playwright

Notebook brims with the maturity of an aging writer in the final season of life… [It] achieves its greatest power when understood as the final notebook of a great American writer.

—Michael Grossberg, Columbus Dispatch