That was such a mind f read. I finished it in an hour and was so surprised and shocked towards the end. I hated Mr and Mrs Birlings so much because you could tell they didn’t even care! AND GOSH THAT PLOT TWIST IN THE END WHEN THE INFIRMARY RINGS AND SAYS THAT A GIRL HAS COME IN AND UNALIVED HERSELF!!!

TW// GCSE text (a ptsd alert)I read this book like last year and I just need to have my say.When Priestley dropped the line ‘in fire and blood and anguish’, you thought he was referring to Russian Revolution 2.0. I am here to tell you that is not the case. The polysyndetic line foreshadows the struggles of year 11 children, as ‘fire’ connotes bonfires and burning books (or plays). ‘Blood’ is a metaphor for pain and war, reminiscent of the inner battle any child reading the play has. It was a tri...

as far as gcse text go i'd say this is a winner🗣

*After finishing this play*

Me: (slides Priestley $20) So lets talk about that ending, huh?

My second time reading and my second 5 stars for this heartrending and thought provoking story.They are having a nice little family celebration when the doorbell rings. An inspector has called informing them that a young woman has died in agony in result of drinking disinfectant. No it wasn’t an accident and it wasn’t murder. She wanted to end her life. She felt she couldn’t go on any longer. At first the family denies knowing the woman, but as the story unravels we realize that is not the case....

Includes spoilers.This is such an awful play. I'm going to try and make something coherent out of this rant, and I'm sorry if it's long-winded, but I guarantee you that it will be more interesting than the entirety of all three acts. Ok, so let's start.The play opens up in an upper class English household in 1912. Just in case you couldn't tell, Priestly drops hints about it for the entire scene, including references to the titanic - which, incidentally, hasn't sunk yet - of course, Birling stil...

An Inspector Calls is a memorable play from the mid-1940s, written by the popular English dramatist J.B. Priestley. Partly both philosophical and psychological, partly a moral fable, it is one of Priestley's best known works for the stage. It deals with issues of exploitation, abandonment and social ruin, within the framework of a detective mystery. And just to add a little more spice, it also has hints of the supernatural. However it is firmly rooted in the English society life of the time, and...

The proscenium stage has a romance of its own. You, the spectator, is actually a Peeping Tom, staring into the lives of total strangers through the invisible fourth wall. And what lives! For on the stage, time and space are usually compressed or telescoped according to the whims and fancies of the playwright. Passions are exaggerated on purpose, and action proceeds at an unbelievable pace; all the while retaining the semblance of normality (this is not essential for an arena stage, where the unr...

Re-read this last week and then realized I have never added it to my books. This is one of the most satisfyingly riveting plays i have ever read, seen in the theatre (three times), watched in film (Alastair Sims, goodness only knows how many times) listened to on the radio and now I have an audiobook version. Thus i can now luxuriate, whenever I feel the need to experience the wonderful schadenfreude of the gradual implosion of the horrendous edifice of arrogance which is the middle class Birlin...

If it were an Agatha Christie, it'd sort of be Orient Express crossed with Roger Ackroyd. Perhaps she bet Priestley that those two plots couldn't be combined? Yesterday, I was looking at a review of Princess, a book that claims to expose what life is like for women in Saudi Arabia, and read that it had been "debunked". Apparently its heroine is now believed to be a composite.That did rather remind me of Priestley's play. At the beginning of the story, a prosperous family is visited by the myster...