If I wasn't in the theater, I would be a hermit.

What really happened was one day I decided to write a new kind of play.

Now, when I started my theater, the modus operandi was having the actors stare right into the audience.

It's true, I don't like the real world.

I've been trying to figure out for at least the last 10 years how to force myself into something more risky.

I was enchanted by the escape into that meticulous world that seemed real yet not... well, it seemed not real, but very detailed and meticulous, bizarre.

Everything Brecht wrote—plays, dialogues, and poetry—was his attempt to clarify the inner contradictions not only of the capitalism and fascism of his times, but also of the communism that was always disappointing his deepest hopes. In a book that makes Brecht’s struggle to reveal these hidden contradictions its central theme, Glahn issues, by implication, a call to arms to today’s artists—who are faced with a world that seems to defy attempts to treat the global crisis with an art that is rarely more than notes on ‘local’ angst.