Mourning Becomes Electra
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Eugene O’Neill
Eugene O’Neill
was an American playwright and Nobel laureate. He was among those first writers
who introduced realism in American drama techniques. O’Neill’s characters used
to struggle a lot and maintain hopes but ultimately slide into illusion and
despair.
“Mourning Becomes Electra”
is a play cycle published in 1931. The story of this play is adopted from “Oresteia”
by Aeschylus. “Orestia” is a Greek tragedy and the characters of the tragedy
are driven by the fate. O’Neill has presented the tragedy by including
psychological fate in it. The play includes two major psychological terms Electra
complex and Oedipus complex.
If we compare Greek and
American tragedies, there are several similarities and difference in characters
and situations
Greek
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American
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Oresteia
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Mourning Becomes Electra
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Aeschylus
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Eugene O’Neill
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1 Agamemnon
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1 Home Coming
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2 The Libation Bearers
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2 The Hunted
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3 The Eumenides
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3 The Haunted
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Agamemnon
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Ezra Pound
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Clytemnestra
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Christine
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Orestes
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Orin
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Electra
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Lavinia
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Adam Brant
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Aegisthus
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Trojan War
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American Civil War
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Here I would like to
share O’Neill’s view when he was writing the play. O’Neill asked himself –
“Is it possible to get modern psychological approximation of Greek sense of fate into a play, which an intelligent audience of today, who has no belief in Gods or supernatural retribution” three years later he founded an answer, he used “Psychological fate”.
“Is it possible to get modern psychological approximation of Greek sense of fate into a play, which an intelligent audience of today, who has no belief in Gods or supernatural retribution” three years later he founded an answer, he used “Psychological fate”.
The play includes themes
like family, lies and deceit, sex and lust, death, justice and judgement and
society and class. Electra complex is displayed by Lavinia,
Lavinia – I can’t marry anyone, father needs me.
Peter – He’s got your mother.
Lavinia – He needs me more.
Orin displays Oedipus complex by loving is mother,
“The breaking of the
waves was your voice, the sky was the same colour as your eyes, the warm send
was like your skin, and the whole island was you.”
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