1967, ISBN: ac383df09bf6d56552096e9a8bddf448

[ED: Taschenbuch], [PU: Faber & Faber London], Ecken und Kanten altersgemäß bestoßen. Seiten und Buchschnitt kaum abgedunkelt. Leichter Lagergeruch. The complete text of the play by a y… Altro …

[ED: Taschenbuch], [PU: Faber & Faber London], Ecken und Kanten altersgemäß bestoßen. Seiten und Buchschnitt kaum abgedunkelt. Leichter Lagergeruch. The complete text of the play by a young and talented writer which had a magnificently successful run at the Comedy Theatre in 1966. "Unlike such sentimental works as Tea and Sympathy, Mr. Hampton's play does not pretend that homosexuality is a boyish afiliction like acne which can be cured by a night in the arms of a nice lady." - Alan Brien in the Sunday Telegraph. "I do not care if Mr. Hampton is eighteen years old or eighty. There are things in his work that would be magnificently moving, beautifully understanding, revealing and compassionate for any age." - Harold Hobson in the Sunday Times SCENE I HOSTILITIES COMMENCE Scene: A faded but spacious bed-sit containing: two divans, one against the back wall, one against the side wall, a large, unwieldy table with ornamental legs, at the back with two or three chairs, a sofa with a holed red cover and one arm stove in, an armchair to match, a TV set on a small round table, bookshelves, a telephone, a transistor radio, one chest of drawers decorated with an extremely scruffy, thin piece of green cloth, horrible pattern wallpaper, a gas fire, and various other odds and end like raincoats hanging behind the door - all plonked down, it seems, on one huge all-purpose filthy red carpet. To add to the general air of constriction the room is in an extremely untidy state, with books left about, dirty shirts on the chest of drawers. Occasional bottles, shoes and other bits and pieces litter the floor. The thick blue velvety curtains, souvenirs of another era, are pulled, and the two bottle lamps on the rnantelpiece above the fire shed a dim light. The two occupants of this room, IAN and JIMMY, are in the middle of a violent argument. JIMMY, fairhaired, handsome in a petulant sort of way, careful in his dress and hairstyle, stands, hands in pockets, facing one of the side walls, an expression of great annoyance on his face. IAN is sitting glumly in the big armchair. He is not good-looking- he wears glasses, has a slight stoop, greasy, unmanageable hair. He does not look angry, but cool, sardonic, rather vicious. Both are in their very late teens. They are, in fact, both rather drunk, IAN rather more so than JIMMY, though they do not show any conventional signs of this such as slurring their syllables or hiccuping or any of the usual unnecessary business of stage drunkenness. If it shows at all it is in the thrusting belligerence of their talk. After the curtain rises there is a short, poisonous silence........................., DE, [SC: 1.75], leichte Gebrauchsspuren, gewerbliches Angebot, 60, [GW: 106g], [PU: London], Banküberweisung, PayPal, Selbstabholung und Barzahlung, Expédition internationale<

1967, ISBN: ac383df09bf6d56552096e9a8bddf448

[ED: Taschenbuch], [PU: Faber & Faber London], Ecken und Kanten altersgemäß bestoßen. Seiten und Buchschnitt kaum abgedunkelt. Leichter Lagergeruch. The complete text of the play by a y… Altro …

[ED: Taschenbuch], [PU: Faber & Faber London], Ecken und Kanten altersgemäß bestoßen. Seiten und Buchschnitt kaum abgedunkelt. Leichter Lagergeruch. The complete text of the play by a young and talented writer which had a magnificently successful run at the Comedy Theatre in 1966. "Unlike such sentimental works as Tea and Sympathy, Mr. Hampton's play does not pretend that homosexuality is a boyish afiliction like acne which can be cured by a night in the arms of a nice lady." - Alan Brien in the Sunday Telegraph. "I do not care if Mr. Hampton is eighteen years old or eighty. There are things in his work that would be magnificently moving, beautifully understanding, revealing and compassionate for any age." - Harold Hobson in the Sunday Times SCENE I HOSTILITIES COMMENCE Scene: A faded but spacious bed-sit containing: two divans, one against the back wall, one against the side wall, a large, unwieldy table with ornamental legs, at the back with two or three chairs, a sofa with a holed red cover and one arm stove in, an armchair to match, a TV set on a small round table, bookshelves, a telephone, a transistor radio, one chest of drawers decorated with an extremely scruffy, thin piece of green cloth, horrible pattern wallpaper, a gas fire, and various other odds and end like raincoats hanging behind the door - all plonked down, it seems, on one huge all-purpose filthy red carpet. To add to the general air of constriction the room is in an extremely untidy state, with books left about, dirty shirts on the chest of drawers. Occasional bottles, shoes and other bits and pieces litter the floor. The thick blue velvety curtains, souvenirs of another era, are pulled, and the two bottle lamps on the rnantelpiece above the fire shed a dim light. The two occupants of this room, IAN and JIMMY, are in the middle of a violent argument. JIMMY, fairhaired, handsome in a petulant sort of way, careful in his dress and hairstyle, stands, hands in pockets, facing one of the side walls, an expression of great annoyance on his face. IAN is sitting glumly in the big armchair. He is not good-looking- he wears glasses, has a slight stoop, greasy, unmanageable hair. He does not look angry, but cool, sardonic, rather vicious. Both are in their very late teens. They are, in fact, both rather drunk, IAN rather more so than JIMMY, though they do not show any conventional signs of this such as slurring their syllables or hiccuping or any of the usual unnecessary business of stage drunkenness. If it shows at all it is in the thrusting belligerence of their talk. After the curtain rises there is a short, poisonous silence........................., DE, [SC: 1.75], leichte Gebrauchsspuren, gewerbliches Angebot, 60, [GW: 106g], [PU: London], Banküberweisung, PayPal, Selbstabholung und Barzahlung, Internationaler Versand<

1967, ISBN: ac383df09bf6d56552096e9a8bddf448

[ED: Taschenbuch], [PU: Faber & Faber London], Ecken und Kanten altersgemäß bestoßen. Seiten und Buchschnitt kaum abgedunkelt. Leichter Lagergeruch. The complete text of the play by a y… Altro …

[ED: Taschenbuch], [PU: Faber & Faber London], Ecken und Kanten altersgemäß bestoßen. Seiten und Buchschnitt kaum abgedunkelt. Leichter Lagergeruch. The complete text of the play by a young and talented writer which had a magnificently successful run at the Comedy Theatre in 1966. "Unlike such sentimental works as Tea and Sympathy, Mr. Hampton's play does not pretend that homosexuality is a boyish afiliction like acne which can be cured by a night in the arms of a nice lady." - Alan Brien in the Sunday Telegraph. "I do not care if Mr. Hampton is eighteen years old or eighty. There are things in his work that would be magnificently moving, beautifully understanding, revealing and compassionate for any age." - Harold Hobson in the Sunday Times SCENE I HOSTILITIES COMMENCE Scene: A faded but spacious bed-sit containing: two divans, one against the back wall, one against the side wall, a large, unwieldy table with ornamental legs, at the back with two or three chairs, a sofa with a holed red cover and one arm stove in, an armchair to match, a TV set on a small round table, bookshelves, a telephone, a transistor radio, one chest of drawers decorated with an extremely scruffy, thin piece of green cloth, horrible pattern wallpaper, a gas fire, and various other odds and end like raincoats hanging behind the door - all plonked down, it seems, on one huge all-purpose filthy red carpet. To add to the general air of constriction the room is in an extremely untidy state, with books left about, dirty shirts on the chest of drawers. Occasional bottles, shoes and other bits and pieces litter the floor. The thick blue velvety curtains, souvenirs of another era, are pulled, and the two bottle lamps on the rnantelpiece above the fire shed a dim light. The two occupants of this room, IAN and JIMMY, are in the middle of a violent argument. JIMMY, fairhaired, handsome in a petulant sort of way, careful in his dress and hairstyle, stands, hands in pockets, facing one of the side walls, an expression of great annoyance on his face. IAN is sitting glumly in the big armchair. He is not good-looking- he wears glasses, has a slight stoop, greasy, unmanageable hair. He does not look angry, but cool, sardonic, rather vicious. Both are in their very late teens. They are, in fact, both rather drunk, IAN rather more so than JIMMY, though they do not show any conventional signs of this such as slurring their syllables or hiccuping or any of the usual unnecessary business of stage drunkenness. If it shows at all it is in the thrusting belligerence of their talk. After the curtain rises there is a short, poisonous silence........................., DE, [SC: 1.75], leichte Gebrauchsspuren, gewerbliches Angebot, 60, [GW: 106g], [PU: London], PayPal, Banküberweisung, Selbstabholung und Barzahlung, International shipping<