From Realism to Meta-Absurdism: The Evolution of the Modern Stage

By Jill Szoo Wilson

Prologue: A New Theatre Movement

In a series of conversations on modern theatre, my students and I began to notice a pattern: the world seems to be circling back to Absurdism. Yet we agreed that the cycle could not simply repeat itself. The conditions of the twenty-first century—the digital landscape, the collapse of attention, the constant performance of self—have altered the human experience too profoundly. What was once silence has become noise; what was once absence has become overload.

Together, we set out to name what is now taking shape: a new movement of theatre and art that inherits the Absurd but transforms it. We call this emerging sensibility Meta-Absurdism. This essay traces the lineage that led to it and considers what it means for artists, audiences, and a culture learning to see itself again through performance.

This essay is dedicated to my students, whose insight and curiosity continue to make the stage—and the world—new.


Introduction: Theatre as a Record of Disenchantment

From the candlelit realism of Ibsen’s drawing rooms to the barren wastelands of Beckett’s imagination, modern theatre traces a steady movement from certainty toward fragmentation. Each major development that followed the nineteenth century—Realism, Naturalism, Expressionism, Surrealism, and Absurdism—marks both an artistic and a philosophical transformation. Theatre has always reflected what it means to be human within its own age.

In the nineteenth century, dramatists could still study human behavior with confidence. By the middle of the twentieth century, they could only endure it. Today, we stand at another threshold. Our culture’s relationship with reality, shaped by screens, fragmented by algorithms, and shadowed by irony, points toward a new theatrical age. In this context, irony does not mean humor. It means the self-conscious detachment that defines a society aware of its own performance, a way of speaking and living that protects sincerity by disguising it. We perform authenticity while knowing it is a performance.

This era mirrors Absurdism yet extends beyond it. If the theatre of the absurd revealed a world stripped of meaning, the theatre now emerging exposes a world overwhelmed by it: too much meaning, too many truths, too much noise.

This essay traces the major movements of modern theatre, from the moral candor of Realism to the existential collapse of Absurdism, and considers how these patterns have begun to repeat. The arts seem to have circled once more through the same questions—about truth, emotion, and meaning—and returned to the threshold of absurdity. Yet what emerges now is not a simple repetition but an evolution: a post-Absurd theatre that laughs at chaos while still, against all odds, searching for coherence.


I. Realism: The Mirror and the Moral Self

Approximate dates: 1870s–early 1900s

Realism developed in Europe in the late nineteenth century as artists, novelists, and playwrights grew restless with the emotional exaggeration of Romanticism and the moral simplicity of melodrama. Before Realism, melodrama had dominated the popular stage. Its world was one of pure heroes and villains, where virtue always triumphed and vice was punished. Emotion was heightened through sweeping gestures, musical underscoring, and spectacular rescues or coincidences that resolved every conflict. Such plays invited audiences to feel deeply but not to think critically. The characters embodied moral lessons rather than psychological truth. By contrast, the emerging Realists wanted to replace this emotional excess and moral certainty with complexity. They turned their attention to ordinary people whose lives unfolded in shades of gray rather than black and white, creating stories that demanded reflection rather than reassurance.

Several cultural shifts shaped this turn.

Industrialization and Urbanization. Industrialization and urbanization transformed daily life. Cities expanded, and factories restructured work, family, and community. People began to speak more openly about labor conditions, gender roles, and class disparity. Society no longer appeared as a divinely fixed hierarchy ordained from above; it now looked like a system built by human hands, and therefore one that could be questioned and changed.

The Rise of the Social Sciences. Thinkers in psychology and sociology began to treat human behavior as something that could be studied systematically rather than assumed. This new way of understanding people—as subjects shaped by environment, emotion, and motive—encouraged playwrights to create characters with psychological depth instead of relying on stock types such as the virtuous maiden, the dastardly villain, or the comic servant.

A New Appetite for Truth. Readers and audiences had grown accustomed to novels by writers like Flaubert, Tolstoy, and Dickens, who depicted ordinary people in intricate detail. Theatre began to follow that path. The stage shifted from spectacle toward scrutiny.

Realism did not simply aim to look more “real.” It made a specific argument: if theatre shows people as they actually live, then audiences can confront the real moral and social problems of their time.

Key Features of Realist Theatre

Ordinary settings. The action often unfolds in living rooms, studies, dining rooms, or modest interiors that feel lived in. These spaces suggest that important moral events happen in private life, not only in palaces or battlefields.

Complex, believable characters. Realist characters possess mixed motives. They speak in everyday language rather than in verse. They struggle with marriage, money, vocation, family loyalty, and personal integrity.

Cause and effect. The plot grows out of choices, secrets, and pressures that feel logical rather than arbitrary. When something happens, it usually has a clear reason grounded in character and circumstance.

Moral pressure. Realist plays often expose hypocrisy. They show how respectable surfaces hide injustice or denial. The question beneath many Realist plays sounds like this: “What happens when truth knocks on the door of a comfortable lie?”

Ibsen: Realism as Moral Confrontation

Henrik Ibsen (1828–1906) stands at the center of theatrical Realism.

In A Doll’s House (1879), Nora Helmer lives as the cheerful, obedient wife in a carefully ordered home. The play gradually reveals that her lightness masks a lifetime of dependence, first on her father and then on her husband, Torvald. She has learned to please, to perform, and to survive through charm rather than autonomy. When a secret loan she once took to save Torvald’s life threatens to come to light, the illusion of their marriage begins to crumble. Torvald’s reaction exposes not gratitude but possessiveness; he cares more for his reputation than her sacrifice. Confronted with the truth of her own confinement, Nora recognizes that she has never been treated as an equal or allowed to think for herself. The final scene, in which she closes the door behind her, is both literal and symbolic: a woman stepping out of her father’s and husband’s authority to begin life as her own person.

The famous ending, when Nora chooses to leave her husband and children, shocked audiences. Many saw it as scandalous, but Ibsen was not simply trying to provoke. He used a realistic situation to expose how a “good” marriage could rest on control, performance, and inequality. The play suggests that a woman cannot live as a full moral agent if she exists only as someone else’s doll.

Nora’s final choice marks a key Realist moment. She does not die in melodramatic fashion. She does not reconcile in a sentimental embrace. She walks out. The action arises from her growing awareness of herself as a thinking, responsible person. Realism turns the spotlight on that inner awakening.

Chekhov: Realism as Quiet Ruin

Anton Chekhov (1860–1904) offers a different, more subtle version of Realism.

In The Cherry Orchard (1904), Madame Ranevskaya and her family return to their estate, burdened by debt. The family clings to its memories and status. Lopakhin, the son of a former serf who has become a successful businessman, urges them to cut down the orchard and build rental cottages to survive financially. They delay, avoid, reminisce, and refuse to act. In the end, they lose the estate.

Very little “happens” in the melodramatic sense. No villain engineers their doom. No miracle saves them. The tragedy comes from inaction, denial, and nostalgia. Chekhov shows how people talk around their problems, retreat into sentiment, and fail to adapt to changing social realities.

The Cherry Orchard introduces a central Realist idea: the most devastating conflicts often unfold in interrupted conversations, small evasions, and postponed decisions. The play invites the audience to listen closely and notice what characters cannot say.

The Significance of Realism

Realism replaced the mask with the mirror. It insisted that the lives of women, workers, professionals, and families deserved serious, dramatic attention. It suggested that theatre could function as a moral and social instrument without preaching. By inviting audiences to recognize themselves in the characters, Realism created a space for self-examination.

Almost every “serious” television drama or film that focuses on believable characters in everyday settings inherits something from Realism. When audiences watch a courtroom drama, a family story, or a workplace series that treats motives and consequences seriously, they are seeing Realism’s legacy.

In the larger arc of this essay, Realism marks the last confident moment when many playwrights believed that if we looked closely enough at ordinary life, we could discover truth, make sense of behavior, and correct injustice. The movements that follow will test, fracture, and eventually abandon that confidence.


II. Naturalism: The Laboratory of Life

Approximate dates: 1880s–1910s

If Realism served as the mirror, Naturalism served as the microscope. Inspired by Charles Darwin and Émile Zola, Naturalism treated human behavior as a phenomenon shaped by heredity and environment. Life appeared not as a moral choice but as a biological outcome.

Zola called the stage a “slice of life,” demanding scientific precision from playwrights and directors. August Strindberg’s Miss Julie (1888) became a model of the form: a claustrophobic dissection of class, gender, and instinct, set on Midsummer’s Eve when social boundaries briefly dissolve. The characters act less from will than from the forces that shape them—namely, lust, resentment, and social conditioning.

Naturalism rejected the artifice of plot and heroism, seeking instead to record life with scientific accuracy. Its goal was observation rather than judgment. Playwrights treated the stage like a laboratory where heredity, class, and environment could be tested as forces shaping human behavior. Characters acted not from moral choice but from the pressures of instinct, poverty, social expectation, or desire. The playwright’s task was to show how these forces collided, not to offer solutions. Yet this commitment to objectivity created its own unease. When every action can be traced to circumstance, freedom begins to disappear. The stage, once a space of moral decision, becomes a specimen jar. Human beings are observed rather than understood. The soul, once dramatized, is diagnosed.


IV. Surrealism: Dream Logic and the Unconscious

Approximate dates: 1920s–1940s

Surrealism emerged after the devastation of World War I, when reason itself seemed to have failed. If logic could lead to such destruction, perhaps truth lay elsewhere, not in rational order but in the hidden language of dreams. Influenced by Sigmund Freud’s The Interpretation of Dreams (1900), artists and writers turned to the subconscious as a source of creativity. They believed that genuine expression came from the mind set free from social rules, logic, and moral restraint.

In his Manifesto of Surrealism (1924), André Breton defined the movement as “pure psychic automatism,” the act of letting thought flow without censorship or control. In painting, this meant spontaneous, dreamlike imagery; in theatre, it meant abandoning conventional plot and sequence. Events could unfold as they do in a dream, connected not by cause and effect but by association and emotion. Characters might shift identity, time might collapse, and familiar objects could appear strange or symbolic.

Guillaume Apollinaire’s The Breasts of Tiresias (1917) embodies this new freedom. The play reverses gender roles as its heroine transforms into a man and her husband gives birth to thousands of children. These plot points were a surreal satire on war, gender, and creativity. Nothing follows a logical sequence; instead, the play operates on metaphor and imagination. Jean Cocteau’s Orpheus (1926) takes a classical myth and renders it dreamlike: mirrors become doorways between life and death, and the poet speaks with the underworld as though in a trance.

In Surrealist theatre, logic steps aside so imagination can lead. The stage becomes a dream world where time bends, meaning shifts, and the unconscious speaks aloud. What seems strange or impossible points to deeper truths found not in reason but in symbols, emotion, and the language of dreams.


V. Absurdism: The Collapse of Meaning

Approximate dates: 1950s–1970s

After two world wars, faith in progress and reason could no longer stand. The existential philosophy of Albert Camus and Jean-Paul Sartre defined the new condition: life without inherent meaning. Theatre responded with silence, repetition, and dark humor, using pauses and empty dialogue to reflect a world where language itself had lost power.

Samuel Beckett’s Waiting for Godot (1953) redefined dramatic form. Two men wait endlessly for a figure who never arrives, filling the void with circular talk and fleeting hope. Eugène Ionesco’s The Bald Soprano (1950) turns conversation into nonsense, exposing the emptiness beneath polite language. Edward Albee’s The Zoo Story (1958) stages the brutality of human isolation in a single park bench encounter.

These plays offer no resolution. They simply continue, mirroring the endurance of life itself. Absurdism exposes the collapse of structure and certainty, showing that meaning, if it exists at all, must be created moment by moment. The laughter that arises is uneasy, the sound of people confronting despair and choosing, somehow, to keep going.


VI. The Digital Turn and the Rise of Meta-Absurdism

Approximate era: early twenty-first century to the present

If modernism once faced the silence of a world stripped of meaning, contemporary art now faces the noise of one drowning in it. For playwrights like Samuel Beckett and Eugène Ionesco, “silence” did not mean the literal absence of sound but the absence of response. After two world wars, faith in reason, progress, and even God had fractured. Humanity continued to ask the ancient questions—Why are we here? What gives life purpose?—and the universe offered no reply. The stage became the echo chamber of that unanswered search. Beckett’s tramps wait for a figure who never arrives. Ionesco’s couples speak in circles until language collapses. The silence is existential: a world that listens but does not speak back.

The modern imagination inherits Beckett’s emptiness but fills it with light: the artificial glow of phones, computers, and screens that both illuminate and distort our sense of presence. What was once shared in the immediacy of physical space now unfolds through pixels and algorithms. We watch others and are watched in return, performing our identities within the same systems that promise connection while deepening isolation.

Where Absurdism once mourned the loss of meaning, our age wrestles with its excess. Meaning now multiplies endlessly, scattered across feeds, refracted through commentary, and layered beneath irony. The result is not understanding but saturation. We no longer face an empty stage; we face one crowded with competing performances. The question is no longer What does it all mean? But which version of meaning can we trust? The existential anxiety of mid-century theatre has evolved into a distinctly digital unease, marked by overstimulation, fragmentation, and self-surveillance mistaken for participation.

The arts have begun to absorb and interpret this condition. Annie Baker’s The Flick (2013) quietly captures the loneliness of the digital age through the monotony of a failing movie theatre. The characters, three minimum-wage employees sweeping popcorn and trading fragments of conversation, inhabit a world both intimate and estranged. Their dialogue mimics the broken syntax of online life: hesitant, elliptical, punctuated by silence. Baker’s realism feels almost radical in its slowness. In a culture of constant refresh, she offers duration by way of a space to feel boredom, tenderness, and human distance without a glowing screen between the characters and their own emotional lives, or between the audience and the immediacy of human presence.

In contrast, Bo Burnham’s Inside (2021) transforms isolation itself into performance. Alone in a single room, surrounded by cameras and lights of his own making, Burnham becomes actor, director, and audience. His songs move from irony to despair to laughter, mapping the exhaustion of a generation trapped in perpetual self-broadcast. The work’s brilliance lies in its recursion: a performer trying to escape the very performance that defines him.

A similar unease unfolds in Apple TV’s Severance (2022), a television series that extends Absurdist logic into the architecture of the modern workplace. Employees undergo a surgical procedure that divides their consciousness in two—one self that exists only at work, and another that knows nothing of it. The result is a haunting allegory of digital compartmentalization: the algorithmic partitioning of identity and the surrender of autonomy to systems we barely understand. Visually, Severance resembles an Expressionist office dream, full of sterile corridors, circular routines, and bureaucratic doublespeak. Yet beneath its corporate absurdity lies a distinctly modern question: what happens when convenience and control demand the sacrifice of consciousness itself?

This emerging aesthetic might be called Meta-Absurdism. If the Absurd dramatized the impossibility of meaning, the Meta-Absurd dramatizes the impossibility of escaping it. Where the Absurd offered silence, the Meta-Absurd offers feedback loops; where Beckett’s tramps waited for revelation, our digital selves livestream the waiting in real time.

Meta-Absurdism thrives on contradiction. It acknowledges the void but fills it with data. It mocks the spectacle yet depends on it. It laughs at sincerity while longing for it. Its characters and creators understand that the stage has expanded beyond theatre walls into every public and private performance of self. We live lives that are continually streamed, curated, revised, and replayed. Every post meant to reveal something of ourselves also conceals something else. In the digital theatre of the self, confession and disguise have become the same act.

In this context, the artist’s task shifts from depicting reality to navigating mediation. The playwright no longer asks, What is real? but What is performed? The actor no longer strives only for truth but for authenticity within layers of simulation. The audience no longer gathers simply to witness but to reflect, recognize its own gaze, and its complicity in the performance of modern life.

Meta-Absurdism, then, is not an abandonment of art’s past but its synthesis. It inherits the Realist’s eye for detail, the Expressionist’s distortion of feeling, the Surrealist’s dream logic, and the Absurdist’s existential wit. Yet it places them within a new environment defined by speed, multiplicity, and hyperawareness. Its power lies in revealing what it feels like to be alive in a world that never stops performing itself.

The ultimate question this movement poses is neither moral nor metaphysical but phenomenological: what does it mean to be present when presence itself is a performance? The answer may not come through clarity but through recognition of a shared awareness that we are all both audience and actor, scrolling and watched, real and constructed, alone and connected. Yet even within that self-consciousness, the longing for truth persists. The human impulse to seek coherence, to love what is real, and to reach beyond imitation, remains the quiet rebellion at the heart of art.

The cycle has not ended; it has multiplied.


Further Reading

Beckett, Samuel. Waiting for Godot. Grove Press, 1954.
Chekhov, Anton. The Cherry Orchard. 1904.
Ibsen, Henrik. A Doll’s House. 1879.
Ionesco, Eugène. The Bald Soprano. 1950.
O’Neill, Eugene. The Hairy Ape. 1922.
Strindberg, August. Miss Julie. 1888.
Zola, Émile. Naturalism in the Theatre. 1881.
Breton, André. Manifesto of Surrealism. 1924.
Camus, Albert. The Myth of Sisyphus. 1942.
Esslin, Martin. The Theatre of the Absurd. Doubleday, 1961.
Baker, Annie. The Flick. Dramatists Play Service, 2013.
Taylor Mac. A 24-Decade History of Popular Music. 2016.

This essay was originally posted on my Jill Szoo Wilson Substack.

Expressionism in Storytelling: The Graduate as Psychological Landscape


By Jill Szoo Wilson

The early twentieth century cracked most of us wide open. World War I had just annihilated an entire generation of young men. Empires collapsed. The old order—monarchies, religious authority, philosophical certainty—gave way to disillusionment, cynicism, and grief. In the ashes of this upheaval, Europe faced a spiritual crisis. The machine age promised progress but brought with it dehumanization. Capitalism swelled. Cities exploded. Laborers were alienated from their work, and communities from one another. Even language seemed to falter under the weight of so much loss.

Expressionism emerged not just as an aesthetic reaction but as a psychological necessity. It rose in Germany just before and after the First World War, when artists, writers, and thinkers could no longer trust polite forms or representational art to convey the depth of their unrest. The goal was no longer to describe the world, but to reveal what it felt like to live inside its unraveling.

Expressionism didn’t aim to reflect reality. It aimed to confront it. To scream. To force the invisible into view. It distorted shape and color. It abandoned polite storytelling. It turned theatre into a site of emotional exposure. Art no longer asked to be admired. It demanded to be felt.

Playwrights like Georg Kaiser and Ernst Toller wrote not from detachment, but from fever. Their characters howled, wandered, broke open. In From Morn to Midnight, Kaiser’s bank clerk steals a fortune in search of meaning, only to spiral into surreal chaos. Toller’s Man and the Masses, written from a prison cell, thrusts its characters into revolution and despair. These weren’t dramas about individuals so much as spiritual X-rays. The characters bled longing and confusion. Their journeys didn’t resolve. They collapsed under the weight of their own yearning.

Expressionist theatre rejected realism’s comfort. Sets twisted into unnatural angles. Shadows devoured space. Costumes hinted at archetype, not personality. Actors moved like puppets or machines, tracing patterns that suggested they weren’t free but shaped, warped by invisible forces. The stage no longer depicted a living room. It became a mind under pressure, a soul under siege.

And that pressure had a point. Expressionism didn’t aim to confuse. It aimed to rupture numbness. When language failed, characters shouted. When logic failed, time fractured. These stories didn’t ask the audience to observe. They asked them to wake up.

In America, Expressionism evolved but kept its urgency. Elmer Rice’s The Adding Machine followed Mr. Zero, an accountant replaced by a machine. Rice filled the play with grotesque figures and abstract settings. Mr. Zero’s afterlife felt as soulless as the office he left behind. Rice didn’t mourn Zero’s death. He exposed the deeper loss, his humanity erased long before he died.

Eugene O’Neill pushed further. In The Hairy Ape, a laborer named Yank fights to belong. Society mocks him. His voice frays. His movements grow brutal. By the final scene, he collapses in the arms of a caged gorilla, an image that cuts through metaphor. O’Neill doesn’t leave us with an explanation. He leaves us with an ache.

Expressionism isn’t hopeless. It hungers for clarity. It distorts not to destroy but to reveal. Its jagged lines point toward the truth realism can’t hold. When a character screams, the play doesn’t collapse. It breaks open. When light slants the wrong way or dialogue shatters, the illusion doesn’t fail. The truth steps in.

We still feel Expressionism’s pulse. Sarah Kane’s ferocity. Caryl Churchill’s fragmentation. Tony Kushner’s haunted tenderness. Expressionism slips into modern theatre whenever the world grows too quiet in the face of pain, whenever the surface hides too much.

It isn’t just a style. It is a reckoning. A fever. A mirror held not to the face but to the soul. It asks: What happens when we can no longer live in the shape the world gives us?

Expressionism dares to answer.

Rather than linger in Expressionism’s most extreme forms, I turn to a work that adapts its methods into a form I deeply admire, Mike Nichols’s 1967 film The Graduate. The film’s visual style, psychological tone, and narrative dissonance make it a compelling case study in the expressionist tradition.

Expressionism in The Graduate

At first glance, The Graduate appears to follow the conventions of a coming-of-age film. A young man, freshly graduated, faces an uncertain future and becomes entangled in an ill-advised affair. Beneath this seemingly straightforward narrative, however, lies a visual and emotional language rooted in Expressionism. The film does not simply tell Benjamin Braddock’s story. It externalizes his interior confusion, dread, and alienation. The world around him is not stable, neutral, or whole. It reflects his fragmentation, and in doing so, the film belongs squarely in the lineage of Expressionistic art.

Acting: Detachment as Performance

Dustin Hoffman’s performance as Benjamin is notable for its restraint, bordering at times on paralysis. His movements are minimal. His facial expressions often remain blank or subtly off-beat. Rather than embodying a dynamic protagonist, he seems to shrink from action, as though something larger and oppressive is pressing in on him. This is not naturalism. It is stylized inertia. His presence becomes a kind of void, an anti-performance that reflects his disorientation and disengagement from the roles others assign him.

Consider the scene in which Benjamin lies motionless on a pool float, wearing dark sunglasses, while adult voices fade into indistinct murmurs. His body drifts passively, and his detachment becomes the performance itself. Rather than reacting with visible distress, he absorbs the world silently, embodying the alienation that defines expressionistic characterizations. The acting here is not a mirror to life. It is a mirror to inner collapse.

Cinematography: Psychological Dissonance in the Frame

Expressionism often distorts physical reality to convey inner emotion. The Graduate achieves this not through gothic architecture or grotesque sets, but through the camera’s choices. Director Mike Nichols and cinematographer Robert Surtees use framing, lens distortion, and mise-en-scène to make the real feel unreal. We are not merely observing Benjamin’s life. We are trapped in the geometry of his unease.

Wide-angle shots often dwarf Benjamin within sterile, oversized rooms, rendering him absurdly small in the frame. Hallways stretch unnaturally long. Mrs. Robinson is sometimes shot from above, with Benjamin framed below her knee, heightening the power imbalance and psychological tension. In one iconic transition, Benjamin jumps onto a pool raft, and without warning, the cut places him landing on top of Mrs. Robinson in bed. This dreamlike crossfade collapses time and logic. It does not follow realism. It follows Benjamin’s unmoored state of mind.

Mirrors, glass, and reflections appear frequently, creating fractured images and optical illusions that heighten the sense of internal dissonance. In one moment, Benjamin is framed through an aquarium tank, the water warping the view, the fish circling indifferently. He is submerged even when dry. He is drowning in plain air.

This moment distills Expressionism’s essence in cinematic form.

This is a brilliant moment of Expressionism in The Graduate

Story Structure: Alienation Disguised as Plot

While the plot moves forward, Benjamin does not. This, too, is expressionistic. In traditional dramatic structure, a character undergoes change. In Expressionist storytelling, the outer events expose the inner stasis. Benjamin tries to follow the story expected of him, graduate, choose a career, marry a girl, but each step is undertaken without conviction. His decisions feel reactive, almost dreamlike, more compelled than chosen. This passivity echoes the Expressionist stage tradition, in which characters function less as agents and more as vessels for existential commentary.

The film’s climax offers no catharsis. Benjamin interrupts Elaine’s wedding, they flee together, and they board a bus. But the camera lingers. Their triumphant smiles fade. The silence stretches. They look ahead, unsure of what they have actually done. This ending, unresolved, haunting, and deflated, refuses the narrative closure of romance or rebellion. It reasserts the alienation that has haunted the entire film.

As the bus carries them into an uncertain future, the film closes not with hope, but with a question. Who are we when all our roles are abandoned? What remains when we are no longer performing?

Conclusion: Expressionism’s Living Legacy

The Graduate draws from Expressionism not only in style but in spirit. It resists realism’s promise of resolution and instead immerses the viewer in a fractured world shaped by emotional truth. It belongs to the same lineage that birthed The Hairy Ape and The Adding Machine, a lineage that does not ask us to observe but to awaken. Though the techniques have evolved, the impulse remains the same. Expressionism endures wherever truth refuses to stay flat, wherever form bends to reflect feeling, and wherever art dares to reveal the soul behind the surface.

Examples of Expressionistic Set Designs

Machinal, Set Designer Miriam Buether
Dracula, Set Designer Kim A. Tolman
The Adding Machine

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The Cost of Becoming: Willy Loman and the Collapse of the Performed Self


By Jill Szoo Wilson

Prologue: Playing Willy Loman

Before one analyzes Willy Loman, one must attempt to inhabit him. The work of the actor offers more than interpretation; it offers a way into his psychology. The Meisner technique, which trains actors to live truthfully under imaginary circumstances, demands that a character be approached not as a symbol or a mood, but as a person with specific objectives. The actor does not play a man who is sad, but a man trying to appear happy. One does not play drunkenness, but the effort to walk in a straight line. One does not play collapse, but the relentless pursuit of control.

This approach becomes essential in performing Willy. He cannot be played as someone unraveling. He must be played as someone still trying to climb. He is not aware of his disintegration. He is fighting it. The tension in his voice, the urgency in his gait, and the rhythm of his speech can all reveal a man still chasing validation, still working to prove himself, still trying to matter.

Just as a villain does not see himself as a villain, the actor playing Willy must believe in the truth of the character’s motivations. Willy believes in the story he tells. The sales pitch is not a metaphor to him; it’s survival. Every gesture carries the imprint of past successes. Every pause contains the weight of unseen failure. His tragedy is not that he has given up, but that he cannot. His pursuit has become his identity.

The actor must approach each moment with this in mind. Willy is not asking for pity. He is asking to be heard, to be remembered, to be great. Even in his most fractured scenes, he is still performing the role of the man he once hoped to be. That performance is what ultimately breaks him.

Brian Dennehy played Willy Loman on Broadway in the early 2000s. I had the pleasure of seeing this production in person.

Introduction

In the years following World War II, American culture embraced the idea that prosperity would generate both comfort and cohesion: a sense of stability, belonging, and self-worth rooted in home ownership, upward mobility, and steady employment. The war had ended in victory, the suburbs were blooming, and economic expansion offered a vision of order that felt both new and enduring. This was a time of rising optimism, when the pursuit of the American Dream—embodied in hard work, domestic life, and professional success—was framed as a moral ideal. To believe in that dream was to place oneself inside a shared national story. A meaningful life, it seemed, could be earned through effort and aspiration.

Arthur Miller’s Death of a Salesman confronts the unraveling of that story. At its center stands Willy Loman, a traveling salesman whose crisis begins in the workplace and spills into the core of his identity. His crisis is not only economic but existential. As the play unfolds, we encounter a man whose inner life begins to dissolve: his memories crowd the present, his sense of time becomes unstable, and his relationships erode. Miller’s dramatic world offers more than a critique of economic pressure; it becomes a crucible in which identity itself bends and breaks.

This essay explores how Death of a Salesman dramatizes the collapse of identity when it is built on an external ideal. Through its fragmented structure, expressionist form, and intergenerational tension, the play traces the unraveling of Willy Loman, a man whose self-worth depends on a version of success shaped by visibility, wealth, and admiration. Though rooted in social realism, the play frequently breaks from naturalistic conventions, blending realism with expressionism to capture the fragmentation of Willy’s mind. Cultural messages about achievement, the burden of familial expectation, and the seductive pull of nostalgia all conspire to distort his self-concept. At its heart, Miller’s work raises a haunting question: What remains of the self when it is built on a dream that was never truly one’s own?

Arthur Miller, playwright.

Section I: Early Formations of Selfhood

Willy Loman emerges as a man profoundly shaped by the cultural messages of postwar America. From the outset, his understanding of worth is externalized. He believes that being well-liked is the key to success, repeating the idea that popularity and personal charisma matter more than skill. This philosophy informs the way he raises his sons and evaluates his own life. Developmental psychologist Erik Erikson writes that “identity is formed through the interplay of biological givens and societal roles” (Identity: Youth and Crisis, 1968). For Willy, that interplay is dangerously out of sync. He confuses approval with value and presentation with substance.

His identity becomes performative, reliant on others’ perceptions. In his frequent recollections of his brother Ben, Willy shows how deeply he clings to mythic narratives. Ben represents everything Willy wishes he had become: wealthy, decisive, and respected. “When I walked into the jungle, I was seventeen. When I walked out, I was twenty-one. And, by God, I was rich!” (Miller 48). For Willy, this anecdote is more than family lore; it is a talisman against failure. In Ben, he sees proof that success is a singular, dazzling act, not a long process, but a moment of transformation. And so, Willy waits for his moment like a lion stalking prey already devoured by another. The instinct remains, but the opportunity has vanished. His belief in the singular triumph blinds him to the slow work of becoming.

Psychologist Carl Rogers suggests that when individuals base their self-worth on “conditions of worth” imposed by others, they lose touch with their authentic selves (On Becoming a Person, 1961). Willy embodies this distortion. Rather than cultivating a stable internal identity, he attaches his sense of self to external validation. He cannot separate his inner value from his outer performance.

Section II: The Rise and Fracture of Familial Expectations

Willy places immense hope in Biff, his eldest son. He does not dream for Biff so much as he dreams through him. Biff becomes a vessel for Willy’s projected success. In adolescence, Biff appears to mirror his father’s charisma and confidence. He is popular, athletic, and adored. Willy sees this as evidence that Biff will fulfill the dream he himself could not. “He’s liked, but not—well liked,” Willy says of Bernard, dismissing the boy’s academic seriousness in favor of Biff’s charm (23). The phrase reveals more than Willy intends. In his world, being “well liked” carries spiritual weight. It’s not just a social advantage; it’s a measure of worth. To be well liked is to be blessed, chosen, and affirmed by the invisible hand of success. Bernard’s intelligence is treated as a liability because it lacks sparkle. Biff’s charm, by contrast, is seen as currency. The line crystallizes Willy’s lifelong confusion: he mistakes attention for esteem, applause for substance.

Yet Biff’s admiration is shattered during a business trip to Boston, when he discovers his father in a hotel room with another woman. The moment of betrayal is not just personal. It is psychological. Biff loses the man he admired, and with him, the sense of self that admiration supported. “You fake! You phony little fake!” he cries (95). In that rupture, the illusion collapses. Willy is not the great man Biff thought him to be, and Biff is no longer sure who he is without that image.

Attachment theorist John Bowlby notes that disruptions in trust between parent and child can result in identity disturbance, particularly if the child has built his self-understanding on idealized images (Attachment and Loss, 1969). Biff’s identity fractures because it was co-authored by a man whose own foundation was false. The fallout of this moment ripples across the rest of the play. Biff wanders, lost in purpose and direction, while Willy clings harder to the fading vision of success.

Yet Biff’s wandering is not aimless. Unlike his father, who remains trapped in denial, Biff begins to pursue a kind of difficult truth. His disillusionment, though painful, marks the beginning of a reckoning. In the final scenes, Biff confronts the family’s illusions with unflinching honesty, declaring that they have “never told the truth for ten minutes in this house” (103). This attempt at truth-telling, however raw, becomes a redemptive thread. While Willy doubles down on fantasy, Biff reaches for clarity even if it costs him the dream.

Section III: Memory, Time, and Psychological Regression

Miller does not portray Willy’s collapse as linear. Instead, he creates a psychological architecture in which memory intrudes on the present. Walls dissolve. Characters from the past arrive as though no time has passed. This expressionist structure captures the erosion of Willy’s psychological boundaries. He no longer revisits memories; he inhabits them. They become both a refuge and a trap.

Freud’s theory of repetition compulsion provides a compelling psychological lens for understanding Willy’s psychological breakdown. Introduced in Beyond the Pleasure Principle (1920), the theory describes a phenomenon in which individuals unconsciously repeat painful or traumatic experiences, not in pursuit of pleasure, but in an attempt to gain mastery over a past that remains unresolved. The repetition is not intentional; it emerges from the psyche’s attempt to regain control by recreating the conditions of the original wound. The individual returns to the same emotional terrain again and again, hoping—without realizing it—to alter the outcome.

In Willy’s case, the past does not visit him as memory but as lived experience. He does not recall; he reinhabits. Conversations with Ben, moments with Biff, echoes of earlier days surface with increasing urgency. These scenes carry the weight of regret, but they also offer him temporary refuge. Within them, he can reassert his authority, recover the image of success, and briefly inhabit the man he once believed himself to be. Unfortunately for Willy, his compulsion to return does not resolve the trauma. It deepens it. Each reenactment sharpens the ache. The life he wants to rewrite instead writes over him.

As the play progresses, these revisitations grow more urgent. He speaks to voices no one else can hear. He replays conversations aloud. The present loses its clarity. Psychologist Aaron Beck writes that depression often leads to cognitive distortions that warp time perception and induce emotional paralysis (Cognitive Therapy of Depression, 1979). Willy exhibits these distortions. He cannot live in the now. His present is filled with regret and inadequacy. His past gleams with untouchable promise.

Section IV: The Psychology of Shame and Withdrawal

Shame is the undercurrent of Willy’s emotional decline. Though he claims to be working for his family, he increasingly isolates himself from them. Linda, his wife, tries to reach him, but he bristles at her concern. When she encourages him to ask his boss for a non-traveling job, he responds with irritation, accusing her of planting ideas in his head, as if her care undermines his dignity. Happy, his younger son, is met with indifference. Willy rarely engages him beyond superficial conversation and often overlooks him entirely in favor of Biff. Even Biff, who offers a kind of brutal honesty, is met with deflection. When Biff attempts to confront the family’s long-standing illusions, declaring that they have never told the truth for more than ten minutes in the house, Willy interrupts and retreats, unwilling to accept what his son is beginning to understand.

These fractured interactions are not just defensive. They are symptomatic of shame. Willy withdraws not out of malice but out of an internalized belief that he has failed the people he loves. The more he feels exposed, the more he distances himself.

Psychologist Brené Brown defines shame as the belief that one is unworthy of love and belonging (Daring Greatly, 2012). Willy lives inside that belief. He feels he has failed as a provider, as a father, and as a man. Rather than face these feelings directly, he retreats. He speaks more to the past than to the people around him.

This retreat mirrors what psychiatrist Thomas Joiner identifies as “perceived burdensomeness” in his theory of suicidal desire (Why People Die by Suicide, 2005). Willy begins to believe that his death will serve his family better than his life. He rationalizes that his life insurance payout will redeem him in Biff’s eyes. “That boy is going to be magnificent!” he declares, convinced that death can function as a final gift (135).

Miller frames this moment with compassion, not justification. He does not glorify Willy’s decision. Instead, he lets the audience feel the ache of a man who could not see his own worth without applause.

Section V: Aftermath and Absence

The play closes not with resolution, but with absence. Willy dies believing that his sacrifice will redeem him in the eyes of his son and secure his family’s future. The imagined narrative is one of triumph: insurance money replacing lost income, Biff transformed by grief into the man Willy hoped he would become, the family finally recognizing the value of the man who died for them. It is, in Willy’s mind, the final performance—the last act of a salesman who believes his death will sell the very life he could not live.

What unfolds instead is a quiet, almost unbearable scene. Willy’s funeral is sparsely attended. No grand send-off, no chorus of admiration. Just a few family members and Charley, the neighbor whom Willy often disdained. The world does not gather to mourn the man who chased recognition his entire life. There is no validation, no final applause. The silence speaks louder than any eulogy.

At the center of this silence is Linda. Her grief does not erupt in fury or lamentation. It arrives as confusion. As a quiet disbelief. “I made the last payment on the house today,” she says, standing at his grave. “Today, dear. And there’ll be nobody home” (139). The line is devastating in its simplicity. The home they struggled to keep is now fully theirs, but the man who fought so hard to pay for it is gone. The achievement is hollow. The security came too late. The dream was achieved, but the dreamer did not survive it.

Linda’s mourning captures the full weight of the tragedy. She has stood by Willy through every descent, every contradiction, every delusion. She believed in his goodness, even when he could not believe in himself. Her sorrow is not only for the man she lost, but for the meaning he sought and never found. She cannot understand why he chose to go. Her words are not angry. They are bewildered. “Why did you do it?” she asks into the silence. “I can’t cry. It seems to me that you’re just on another trip” (139). Her grief is suspended between denial and realization, between the role she has always played and the irrevocable truth of what has happened.

Through Linda’s final words, Miller reveals the true cost of Willy’s collapse. The tragedy is not only the loss of his life, but the emotional wreckage left behind. The dream he chased—of being remembered, admired, and secure—comes to nothing. In its place is a widow talking to a headstone, a son trying to reclaim his own name, and a home that now stands empty.

The curtain falls not on resolution, but on the unanswerable questions that linger after loss.

Conclusion: The Dreamer and the Dream

Willy Loman’s tragedy is not rooted in villainy. It is rooted in a lifelong confusion about what makes a person valuable. He sought love through achievement, identity through performance, and belonging through admiration. These ideals were not his alone; they were etched into the fabric of postwar America, offered as promises of fulfillment. Yet for Willy, they remained just out of reach. The harder he chased them, the more his sense of self unraveled.

Arthur Miller does not simply critique capitalism or expose the instability of the American Dream. He offers something more intimate: a study of how a man can lose himself in a story he did not write, a story that told him who he had to be in order to matter. Willy’s longing is not ignoble. His devotion to family, to legacy, to being remembered are deeply human impulses. What makes the play so devastating is not that he failed, but that the very metrics by which he measured success were never meant to hold the weight of a soul. Had he altered those metrics—had he measured worth by presence rather than praise, by connection rather than conquest—his life might have been marked by meaning rather than collapse.

In the end, Death of a Salesman is not only about the disintegration of one man, but the disorientation left behind. Willy’s life is marked by performance, but his death forces those who loved him to ask not only what it was all for, but who he truly was beneath the roles he played. Why wasn’t the life they shared enough? Why wasn’t he enough, as he was? Why weren’t they enough, without the illusion? The play offers no final answer, only the echo of a question: What becomes of a person whose dream was never truly his own?

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Further Reading

  • Aaron T. Beck. Cognitive Therapy of Depression. Guilford Press, 1979.
  • John Bowlby. Attachment and Loss, Vol. 1. Basic Books, 1969.
  • Brené Brown. Daring Greatly. Gotham Books, 2012.
  • Erik H. Erikson. Identity: Youth and Crisis. Norton, 1968.
  • Sigmund Freud. Beyond the Pleasure Principle. Translated by James Strachey, Norton, 1961.
  • Thomas Joiner. Why People Die by Suicide. Harvard University Press, 2005.
  • Arthur Miller. Death of a Salesman. Penguin Books, 1998.
  • Carl Rogers. On Becoming a Person. Houghton Mifflin, 1961.