My main issue with Pinter is how he infuses his work with a sense of unreality that shakes me out of my suspension of disbelief. For example, in The Homecoming (see link in comment above), I'm with Pinter right up until the point the brother from the States shows up with his heretofore unknown wife in the middle of the night. It's like the man stands up on a chair saying "Look how surrealistic and unusual I am!"
Long story short, he's got all the subtlety of a lead anvil.
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My main issue with Pinter is how he infuses his work with a sense of unreality that shakes me out of my suspension of disbelief. For example, in The Homecoming (see link in comment above), I'm with Pinter right up until the point the brother from the States shows up with his heretofore unknown wife in the middle of the night. It's like the man stands up on a chair saying "Look how surrealistic and unusual I am!"
Long story short, he's got all the subtlety of a lead anvil.