La Casa de Bernarda Alba is a Spanish play by Federico García Lorca. It was Lorca’s last work, which he subtitled a drama of women in the villages of Spain. The play centers on the events of an Andalusian house during a period of mourning, and takes place entirely within a house–Bernarda Alba’s. It is a story of many woman and men, whom do not enter the scene at all.
This is the final image set for a project I did for Spanish class.
La Casa de Bernarda Alba, aka Las Hijas or Daughter, and in certain instances: "Hangman".
In Bernarda’s house there lives her five daughters: Angustias, Magdelena, Martirio, Amelia, and Adela. The oldest was the daughter of her first husband and the remainder the children of her second, who has just died. In the aftermath of the funeral, Angustias is engaged to the most sought-after bachelor in town, Pepe el Romano. Naturally, being almost fifteen younger than Angustias, the man is simply after her money.
Theint as Amelia/Magdelena. Deanna as Martirio.
Ariel as Angustias, the eldest.
Vicky as Adela, the youngest.
The problem, of course, is that Adela and Martirio are also in love with Pepe. And Adela, being the youngest and prettiest, naturally catches the attention of the petty man. Poor Martirio, stuck in the middle, is forever ignored.
Sometimes it's a problem of envy.
But more often it's an issue of lust.
Sex, control, and suicide. Lies and misconceptions, rashness and jealousies. It’s tiring being a girl sometimes, isn’t it?
Noose, and the folly of the young. Would you rather die young and pretty? Or old and wise, but horribly aged and ugly?
The Wake. Though sometimes the picture on the right is known as Another Version of The Village.
Though Adela actually hangs herself, to some extent, it can be blamed on Martirio and Magdelena.
Green-Eyed Monsters.
But you know, I never did like Adela very much.
This project was conceived for a project for my Spanish Literature class. 6 years of learning the language – maybe I should move to Spain for a year just so I can properly speak it and gain some cultural insight. It seems all the literature is so realisticly depressing. To the point where you wonder, how real is such dramatic tragedy? Quite, probably, if we address the time period.
