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    The Lower Depths
    The Lower Depths
    The Lower Depths
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    The Lower Depths

    By Maxim Gorky

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    The first of Russia's great proletarian writers, Alexey Maximovich Peshkov (1868–1936) adopted the pen name of Gorky, meaning "bitter." Drawing on his own experiences in the lowest social echelon, Gorky portrayed the wretched lives of down-and-outers, instilling his tales with heartfelt protest against a world that both tolerated and fostered the miseries of the underclass.
    In The Lower Depths, his dramatic masterpiece of 1902, Gorky presents a grimly realistic view of a desperate circle of lost souls. The play unfolds in a derelict boarding house, where a cast of despairing characters argue, play cards, tell stories, and debate the merits of two opposite worldviews: a self-reliant existence free of illusions, or a romanticized outlook that softens the pain of daily life. A revealing look at the atmosphere that led to the 1917 Russian Revolution, the drama abounds in shrewd observations, lifelike characters, and compelling dialog that make it a work of enduring vitality.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDover Publications
    Release dateMar 29, 2016
    ISBN9780486159256
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    • 3/5
      Well worth reading.
    • 3/5
      Though this is technically still socialist realism, it's early enough that the term hadn't yet hist the heights of self-parodying, straitjacketing genre description that it — and Gorky himself — would reach in post-Revolution Russia.Decent, though a lot of the newness of the ideas are now long since old hat. The relentless pessimism particularly with regards to the ending, for example, now seems like what you'd expect from a student just out of art school rather than an established writer.
    • 4/5
      Of interest for its apparent influence on The Iceman Cometh, but this translation might not be of the best. Additionally, note that this is an inexpensive Kindle edition and is not text-digitized; instead, the pages are simply scanned images.Still, 3½*** considering that doesn't seem to be an easy title to find in translation and that it's important for its association with Eugene O'Neill.

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    The Lower Depths - Maxim Gorky

    Act I

    A cellar resembling a cave. The ceiling, which merges into stone walls, is low and grimy, and the plaster and paint are peeling off. There is a window, high up on the right wall, from which comes the light. The right corner, which constitutes Pepel’s room, is partitioned off by thin boards. Close to the comer of this room is Bubnoff’s wooden bunk. In the left corner stands a large Russian stove. In the stone wall, left, is a door leading to the kitchen where live Kvashnya, the Baron, and Nastya. Against the wall, between the stove and the door, is a large bed covered with dirty chintz. Bunks line the walls. In the foreground, by the left wall, is a block of wood with a vise and a small anvil fastened to it, and another smaller block of wood somewhat further towards the back. Kleshtch is seated on the smaller block, trying keys into old locks. At his feet are two large bundles of various keys, wired together, also a battered tin samovar, a hammer, and pincers. In the centre are a large table, two benches, and a stool, all of which are of dirty, unpainted wood. Behind the table Kvashnya is busying herself with the samovar. The Baron sits chewing a piece of black bread, and Nastya occupies the stool, leans her elbows on the table, and reads a tattered book. In the bed, behind curtains, Anna lies coughing. Bubnoff is seated on his bunk, attempting to shape a pair of old trousers with the help of an ancient hat shape, which he holds between his knees. Scattered about him are pieces of buckram, oilcloth, and rags. Satine, just awakened, lies in his bunk, grunting. On top of the stove, the Actor, invisible to the audience, tosses about and coughs.

    It is an early spring morning.

    THE BARON. And then?

    KVASHNYA. No, my dear, said I, keep away from me with such proposals. I’ve been through it all, you see—and not for a hundred baked lobsters would I marry again!

    BUBNOFF [to SATINE]. What are you grunting about? [SATINE keeps on grunting]

    KVASHNYA. Why should I, said I, a free woman, my own mistress, enter my name into somebody else’s passport and sell myself into slavery—no! Why—I wouldn’t marry a man even if he were an American prince!

    KLESHTCH. You lie!

    KVASHNYA. Wha-at?

    KLESHTCH. You lie! You’re going to marry Abramka. . . .

    THE BARON [snatching the book out of NASTYA’s hand and reading the title]. Fatal Love . . . [Laughs]

    NASTYA [stretching out her hand]. Give it back—give it back! Stop fooling!

    [THE BARON looks at her and waves the book in the air.]

    KVASHNYA [to KLESHTCH]. You crimson goat, you—calling me a liar! How dare you be so rude to me?

    THE BARON [hitting NASTYA on the head with the book]. Nastya, you little fool!

    NASTYA [reaching for the book]. Give it back!

    KLESHTCH. Oh—what a great lady . . . but you’ll marry Abramka just the same—that’s all you’re waiting for . . .

    KVASHNYA. Sure! Anything else? You nearly beat your wife to death!

    KLESHTCH. Shut up, you old bitch! It’s none of your business!

    KVASHNYA. Ho-ho! can’t stand the truth, can you?

    THE BARON. They’re off again! Nastya, where are

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