Oh, see the poor woman so depressed over, well, nothing really.
The man, so confused by the swinery that we call society, does not understand.
But he is to blame, yes sir.
And the confusion lives on and there can be no understanding because that means that the woman must give up her feminist preoccupation and try to imagine the slavery of her man and who wants to do that?
Instead she wallops in her own confusion and finds a way to blame the man for her suicide that she cannot avoid in her fantastic preoccupation with herself.
A feminist field-day indeed - total and utmost confusion.
Review of The Banishment
