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A review by logarithms
No Exit by Jean-Paul Sartre
2.0
2.75
i kinda...don't get it...
this didnt feel like hell at all? like are they really torturing each other? they're just talking. it felt like the characters were getting worked up about literally nothing. (probably this is all more effective in the play form, since the delivery/tone impacts the 'hellishness') (starting to think i've gotten too apathetic. somehow my only guiding principles in life have become the "when there's too much drama at school, just walk awayayay" and "calm down. its relaxation. chill out. stop screaming" vines...)
maybe if they all came to terms with their own lives, they could talk normally and subvert hell (so hell isnt actually other people...its yourself...? since the 'hell' part of these other people was that they told you things that you didnt want to hear because they messed with your self image...?)
and how was this even torture for inez? she's doing what she loved (being mean). hell is having to be stuck in a room with straight people trying to bang...? (mood, but still)
honestly the ending felt like they escaped hell - cause sure hell is other people but so is life, yknow? (as in life is other people. i guess by a->b->c logic then life = hell) so they started a new take on living?
this quote was cool:
"Your scare me rather. My reflection in the glass never did that; of course, I knew it so well. Like something I had tamed...I'm going to smile, and my smile will sink down into your pupils, and heaven knows what it will become."
i wish i could get into the mind of past me and find out what compelled me to add this to my tbr - then i would atleast know what i was trying to gain from reading :-(
(ok i THINK i added it cause i read that it was a major inspiration for the good place. hm. the good place is way better (atleast until the start of season 3. i havent watched the rest) :P)
most torturous part of this version of hell is not having a window to stare out of tbh. like how can u daydream and/or think without a window
i kinda...don't get it...
this didnt feel like hell at all? like are they really torturing each other? they're just talking. it felt like the characters were getting worked up about literally nothing. (probably this is all more effective in the play form, since the delivery/tone impacts the 'hellishness') (starting to think i've gotten too apathetic. somehow my only guiding principles in life have become the "when there's too much drama at school, just walk awayayay" and "calm down. its relaxation. chill out. stop screaming" vines...)
maybe if they all came to terms with their own lives, they could talk normally and subvert hell (so hell isnt actually other people...its yourself...? since the 'hell' part of these other people was that they told you things that you didnt want to hear because they messed with your self image...?)
and how was this even torture for inez? she's doing what she loved (being mean). hell is having to be stuck in a room with straight people trying to bang...? (mood, but still)
honestly the ending felt like they escaped hell - cause sure hell is other people but so is life, yknow? (as in life is other people. i guess by a->b->c logic then life = hell) so they started a new take on living?
this quote was cool:
"Your scare me rather. My reflection in the glass never did that; of course, I knew it so well. Like something I had tamed...I'm going to smile, and my smile will sink down into your pupils, and heaven knows what it will become."
i wish i could get into the mind of past me and find out what compelled me to add this to my tbr - then i would atleast know what i was trying to gain from reading :-(
(ok i THINK i added it cause i read that it was a major inspiration for the good place. hm. the good place is way better (atleast until the start of season 3. i havent watched the rest) :P)
most torturous part of this version of hell is not having a window to stare out of tbh. like how can u daydream and/or think without a window