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Posted by bharath on Friday, December 02, 2005
Stranger meets Freud
Le Visiteur by Eric-Emmanuel-Schmitt. Translated and Adapted by Jeremy Sams.
ISBN : 0413760200

It is a play by Eric-Emmanuel-Schmitt. One of the most interesting ploys I have seen employed. Nazi Germany has taken over Austria and the troops are now walking the streets to rid the place of Jews. Freud is using his influence inside Europe and in US to get out. Those are his last days in Austria. The play begins with his daughter being rude to a Gestapo officer and he takes her down to the main office for a "chat". Freud is worried and waiting for her to come back. A stranger enters.

The whole play is the conversation between them. As the conversation unfolds, Freud begins to wonder about the strange aura that surrounds the visitor and his own vulnerable self looking outside for comfort in this troubling times. Slowly questions begin to raise in Freud's heart "Is this visitor God's own self?". But his heart refuses to admit, as he is a confirmed Atheist.

So Freud asks him "Why come to me?" and the visitor answers, "There is nothing more tiresome than talking to a fan. I am not sure that a priest would recognize me in the way I need. These people are so accustomed to speaking in my name, acting for me, advising on my behalf, ... I'd feel almost in the way."

Somewhere along this conversation they are interrupted by a Gestapo officer looking for a madman, called Walter Obersteit, who has escaped from an Asylum. And Freud, jumps to the most natural conclusion and their conversations turn a different direction and Freud becoming his skeptical self again. So as the visitor tempts him, Freud says

"I do not believe in god precisely because everything in me is disposed to believe! I do not believe in God because I long to believe in him! I do not believe in God because I would only be too happy to believe in him! "

"If God existed ... Let him to look outside the window, to see evil oozing about the streets in jackboots - here, in Berlin, all over Europe? ... It wasn't necessary for evil to become so very spectacular ... and that is what I would reproach God with if he were here -- a broken promise!"

Freud (continues) "Evil is a broken promise. What is death but a promise of life stated unequivocally in rushing blood, the pulsing heart ... and then broken? Death is nowhere implicit in life ... Death is nowhere to be felt, not in my stomach, nor in the head...And that is God's fault."

for which the Stranger replies, rather calmly, "You were expecting too much."

Soon Freud's daughter returns home and so does the Gestapo officer, but this time to tell him that the mad man was found. And Freud wavers back, to see the stranger in new light.

Stranger observantly says to Freud "You don't want ... a God who loves? You'd prefer a God who scolds, an angry old man, ... Oh yes, you would like a God to prostrate yourself to but not a God who'd kneel to you..."

they both hear Countess' aria, 'Dove sono', The marriage Figaro playing in the background and the stranger dreamily remarks "Mozart ... Enough to make god believe in Man ... "

The last scene especially is a tempting one, where the Stranger chooses to leave by the window like a human, refusing to perform a miracle, leaving Freud wondering if Stranger was indeed God or just a smart guy, who happen to come into his office.

And the Stranger bids adieu saying "Faith must feed itself on Faith, not on proof."

The whole conversation is beautifully woven and it is very delightful to see it play out the way it does. Only one thing disappoints me: God/Stranger speaks in a language very similar to Freud, arguments based on reason, mixed with mysticism, going back and forth. Maybe I expect too much.

Please read it when you get a chance. Its wonderful.
 
Comments:
I am always intrigued by writers who can weave a plot with characters having two opposite schools of thought. Most of the times the authors bias comes in but the dialogues that conspire between the characters are most intriguing.
Great post there.
 
Thanks Crys! Yes the theme is not pinned on a any particular point of view but left hanging supported on well-presented, but contradictory view points.

but Freud goes close to believing in God, but then he finds a way not to, the goes back to believing in God, and wants God to desperately prove it for him by performing a miracle. The God choose to leave by the window like ahuman. So Freud is left to take his new found faith up on faith or leave it. So, in the end, it is likely God was just a smart guy, a mind reader if you will.
 
very interesting.
there is no way reason will not come in right? after all it is a person writing.

"Faith must feed itself on Faith, not on proof."
i feel this is rather easy to say/read pretty hard to abide by :)
even when u know that is how it is. human life is singularly characterized by these bouts of doubts i suppose, no fun if we knew all the answers either :P

thanks for the review, shall try to get my hands on it sometime.
 
delightful review- its so reassuring in some strange way when one gets to see one's own thoughts/questions? reflected in a piece of work- its afeeling like "eureka" irrespective of whether one gets the answers...becos most often one has to deal with the conflicting schools of thought with oneself too- there are times when one seeks reassurance, validation to one's beliefs- we keep looking out in every thing around us for such fragments-


****"I do not believe in god precisely because everything in me is disposed to believe! I do not believe in God because I long to believe in him! I do not believe in God because I would only be too happy to believe in him! "

"If God existed ... Let him to look outside the window, to see evil oozing about the streets in jackboots - here, in Berlin, all over Europe? ... It wasn't necessary for evil to become so very spectacular ... and that is what I would reproach God with if he were here -- a broken promise!"

Freud (continues) "Evil is a broken promise. What is death but a promise of life stated unequivocally in rushing blood, the pulsing heart ... and then broken? Death is nowhere implicit in life ... Death is nowhere to be felt, not in my stomach, nor in the head...And that is God's fault."

for which the Stranger replies, rather calmly, "You were expecting too much."****

somehow these lines made me feel slightly better-

the last month- had been particualrly testing to my beliefs when I witnessed the consequences of the floods- and there were several questions that I refused to acknowledge even to myself- and still I was craning my neck in all directions- still am- for something- I still know not what...

and yes Bharath- thanks for dropping in at my place and the feedback :-)
rgds
ardra
 
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