I have been reading few plays from Somerset Maugham, and here s one: Sheppey, that I am too glad to talk about.
I would try giving least plot details, and not spoil the amazing mid-shedding variance of discord, and an evasive concluding drama that Somerset is always brilliant at. Sheppey alias Joseph Miler is a man goody to his shoes, disciplined, hardworking hairdresser and an idealist too. His faith in 'Luck' has a lot to play in his unique character. He wins an unexpected lottery of a huge sum, and next we find is all family, workmates, and even street acquaintances become inter-weaved in the tale of money, and hence radical idealism divulges in the narrative.
Like above said, he s a man of ideals. He plays them out, and fore comes the conflicts, in parts of drama, not just once but several times, the readers keeps changing its stand in the name of righteousness. That's how Somerset has always kept up with his ironist and quite cynical quality in his work.
It ends with an old Arabic fable, which as well is quite pleasing to read, and makes the three act play satisfactory with an end of open perception.
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