13 reviews for:

The Alchemist

Ben Jonson

3.16 AVERAGE


A wench is a rare bait, with which a man
No sooner's taken, but he straight firks mad.


Funny that firk, it means many things: to both expel and to fuck as well as become or carry. I felt only the fervor of the former in my experience with brother Ben Jonson. Anthony Vacca has noted here on GR that Jonson was the Marty Amis of the Elizabethan underbelly. That might just be correct. It didn't help my flailing. Such wasn't pretty or becoming.

An enjoyable romp, a true English farce.

Farceifical

Started, and stopped because I don't think this is something I can read in installments. Someday I'll get a hard copy and try again.

Utterly unlike a comedy by Jonson's contemporary and friend Shakespeare; this play harks back to Classical comedy and forward to French and Whitehall farce. Hilarious and cynical, best read in company or, better still, seen on stage.

I think I mistook this for something else and then kept reading it. Not my cup of tea. at all.

Feel like I’ll like this once I actually study it and know what’s going on

Read for Literature class, and wow.

Funny and engaging, The Alchemist is almost like a play within a play, another theatre on a theatre stage. Somehow I keep thinking of [b:The Master and Margarita|117833|The Master and Margarita|Mikhail Bulgakov|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1327867963l/117833._SY75_.jpg|876183] when reading this.

The scammer trio of Face, Subtle, and Dol - "fearsome threesome" in the words of Shmoop - are great fun to witness in their shenanigans, but also amazing satire. Their alchemy brewing false gold scammed people of money and hope. It's then truly ironic when
SpoilerLovewit, master of the house, returns at the end of the play and gains all the wealth - plus a wife - while the frauds scramble and mastermind Face return to his submissive self of Jeremy the butler
. In the end, nothing has changed.

With the fourth-wall-breaking ending, the line between drama and reality is blurred. This lively world of Jonson's The Alchemist is a stage in itself, reflecting what he saw in his time. Perhaps he wished to remind the reader/audience that our world is too a theatre, with its own farces and comedy.

A nutty play, full of ins-and-outs and absurdities. A great portrait of mercantile and roguish London.

I wish I could’ve watched this... I don’t think reading this play does it justice.