Let’s Cut to the Wail
Michael Wood: The Oresteia according to Anne Carson, 11 June 2009
“... Look! You are nothing at all. Just a crack where the light slipped through … Now our enemies rock with laughter. And she runs mad for joy – that creature in the shape of your mother – how often you said you would come one secret evening and cut her throat! But our luck cancelled that, whatever luck is. And instead my beloved, luck sent you back to me ... ”