Sarah Kane
Sarah Kane
Sarah Kanewas an English playwright. Her plays deal with themes of redemptive love, sexual desire, pain, torture — both physical and psychological — and death. They are characterised by a poetic intensity, pared-down language, exploration of theatrical form and, in her earlier work, the use of extreme and violent stage action. Kane herself, as well as scholars of her work, such as Graham Saunders, identify some of her inspirations as expressionist theatre and Jacobean tragedy. The critic Aleks Sierz has...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPlaywright
Date of Birth3 February 1971
I hate the idea of theatre just being an evening pastime. It should be emotionally and intellectually demanding. I love football. The level of analysis that you listen to on the terraces is astonishing. If people did that in the theatre... but they don't. They expect to sit back and not participate.
I'm simply trying to tell the truth about human behaviour as I see it.
I'm not a brand name, I'm a person.
I have no interest in trying to manipulate people's emotions or opinions.
You know, most good playwrights write seven good plays and then something happens and after that they're crap.
I am an emotional plagiarist, stealing other people's pain, subsuming it into my own until I can't remember whose it is any more.
Have you made any plans? Take an overdose, slash my wrists then hang myself. All those things together? It couldn't possibly be misconstrued as a cry for help.
Here I am and there is my body dancing on glass.
Comedy is easy. First, people have to fall down. Next, include someone a little hefty. It's a hoot.
I'm here, got no choice. But you, you should be telling people.
What have they done to me? What have they done to me? What have they done to me? What have they done to me? What have they done to me? What have they done to me? What have they done to me? What have they done to me? What have they done to me? What have they done to me? What have they done to me? What have they done to me? What have they done to me? What have they done to me? What have they done to me? What have they done to me? What have they done to me?
I love you still, Against my will.
Your hair is an act of God.
Death is my lover and he wants to move in.