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I Think It Is The Responsibility Of Critics To Rely Less Strenuously On, To Use A Hollywood Phrase, "what They Can Live With," And More On An Examination Of The Works Of Art From An Aesthetic And Clinical Point Of View.

About Four Years Ago I Made A List, For My Own Amusement, Of The Playwrights, The Contemporary Playwrights, By Whom Critics Said I'd Been Influenced. I Listed Twenty-five. It Included Five Playwrights Whose Work I Didn't Know, So I Read These Five Playwrights And Indeed Now I Suppose I Can Say I Have Been Influenced By Them. The Problem Is That The People Who Write These Articles Find The Inevitable Similarities Of People Writing In The Same Generation, In The Same Century, And On The Same Planet, And They Put Them Together In A Group.

Some Writers' View Of Things Depends Upon The Success Of The Final Result. I'd Rather Stand Or Fall On My Own Concepts. But There Is A Fine Line To Be Drawn Between Pointing Up Something Or Distorting It.

I Suspect That The Theme, The Nature Of The Characters, And The Method Of Getting From The Beginning Of The Play To The End Is Already Established In The Unconscious.

My Sense Of Reality And Logic Is Different From Most People's.