Tenessee Williams: the Glass Menagerie

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The Glass Menagerie The glass menagerie is a superb work of art by Tennessee Williams. It is a play that highlights the various realities and desperations of its characters in their response to a confused society. Williams has an admirable talent for creating a play that’s genre is serious and has a tragic ending; yet he keeps the story interesting to the audience whether it be through reading it as a text or in the theater. The story of the Glass Menagerie is an emotional recount of memories that the narrator, Tom, recalls regarding the events leading to his tragic, and eventually regrettable, departure from his home. Tom comes from a dysfunctional family of which each member has their own fantasy world that they like to escape…show more content…
This embarrassment and exaggeration ultimately lead to Laura’s incapability to stand any social situations. This ultimately leads to her incapability to go to school or get a job. She would be affected by Tom’s decision to leave because she herself can not hold a job due to the fact that she faints or becomes ill in social situations and she would be left alone with their mother which would not be desirable. The fourth member of the Wingfield household is Mr. Wingfield whom although is never physically present is immortalized in a picture on a wall. Amanda refers to him as “The telephone man that fell in love with the long distances and never came home.” Jim is the final character in the play tom refers to Jim as the “Most realistic character in the play.” Jim as a natural will to help people and tries to help Laura gain confidence in herself when he talks to her after dinner. Although Jim is the direct reason of the final confrontation between Amanda and Tom, he is not the reason that Tom leaves his family. Williams uses exposition in The Glass Menagerie in many places. For example during Tom’s final narration she says, “I pass a lighted window of a shop where perfume is sold. The window is filled with pieces of colored glass, tiny transparent bottles in delicate colors like bits of a shattered rainbow. Then all at once my sister touches my shoulder. I turn around
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