by crippling alliances [...] must ... eventually ... fall."? — reads George in the
closing of the second act, realizing his and his wife’s true place in the world, so
that all the repressed anger and bitterness can rise to the surface, he decides,
laughing and crying at the same time, to embrace confrontation: “Can you
hear me, Martha? Our boy is dead.”*?
Albee’s goal, as A. Robert Lee states, is to show that, using various masks and
ritualistic games, he can eventually strip his characters of their dishonest
selves, pointing to how society creates norms that lead to identifying with false
roles, resulting in a lifestyle that is enervated, empty, destructive, and above all
a betrayal to human existence.* Facing this reality is therefore a moral act: the
individual disposes of his illusions, all the things used to hide away from the
madness of life. It is significant, however, that a person behind such a wall of
lies, even if the wall is strong, builds a fundamentally unstable structure that
will shake at the first sign of life as it really is and will bury the self-deceived,
anxious “self”. The construct is therefore destructive to the whole of human
existence, for these illusions will not be fertile ground for seeds of reality and
an honest existence: building that wall is reminiscent of salting the earth after
the Battle of Carthage.
This is where the real game begins: the Bringing up Baby segment, which
continues the events after Humiliate the Host, has George in control, and
his task is to finalize the destruction of illusions — the exorcism of all lies.
George’s arrival in the third act is a symbolic predication of this: he enters with
a huge bouquet of flowers and begins the opening of their last game:
GEORGE (Taking a snapdragon, throwing it, spear-like, stemfirst at MARTHA)
SNAP!
MARTHA Don't, George.
GEORGE (Throws another) SNAP!
NICK Don’t do that.
GEORGE Shut up, stud.
NICK I’m not a stud!
GEORGE (Throws one at NICK) SNAP! Then you’re a houseboy. [...]
MARTHA Does it matter to you, George!?
52 Ibid., 174. (Quoted from Oswald Spengler: The Decline of the West)
53 Tbid., 181.
54 A. Robert Lee: Illusion and Betrayal: Edward Albee’s Theatre, in Studies: An Irish Quarterly
Review, Vol. 59, No. 233, Spring (1970), 53, http://www.jstor.org/.