Noah Millman's essay on Euripides The Trojan Women is the best thing I've read since I got back. I saw a not very good college production once, but though the acting was weird, stilted, or overdone, the play itself was both beautiful and horrible. I remember thinking it was like watching souls being savagely crushed, and finding hope only in the fact that there had been souls to crush. But Mr. Millman is both more prolific and more profound on the topic than I, so go read it.

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