It's a classic melodrama, and I'm sure it was great in it's time, but by my modern standards it is written in a terribly unsatisfactory way. Long, long, long build up, to a climax so gaudy it puts eastern soap operas to shame.
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This translation by F. Storrs was disappointing. My Kindle edition also was missing formating (such as line breaks between different speakers) which made it difficult to read. ( )

This is one of those classics that I know about through pop culture but have never actually read. (It’s officially been on my to-read list since 2008, so it took me “only” 15 years to get around to it.) It’s a lot more visceral than I was expecting, even though the famous “Oedipus gouges out his own eyes” scene happens off stage. The way the chorus describes it is stomach-churning, especially for someone like me who is very eye-injury-phobic. I haven’t read very many ancient Greek plays, so I’m still not entirely clear on the role of the chorus; can they be seen by the main actors in the play? Are they part of the story? Or do they come and go? I’ll have to do some more research on this subject. ( )

Fall 2018, Teacher Read:

My Seniors are doing Oedipus, and my Sophomores are doing Antigone, and it seemed fitting that I should read the whole Theban Trilogy again since my daily life is half-immersed within it currently. I still love the whole focus on how free will as we view it might still be winding us into the clutches of fate unknowingly, even if the book is a travesty of tragic flaws playing themselves out. ( )

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