Brilliant work. I felt like I had expectations by the third of these plays and yet somehow they were subverted in such a way that makes sense and seems inevitable (as it should). The dialogue pops off the page even in translation and some of the characters feel so real you could touch them. This is especially true of Daniel Hejre whom the author modeled on his father, a slashing portrait. A Doll’s House, meanwhile, is a masterpiece in three acts. Rare is it that a relationship is shown with such crackle on stage as the one between the Helmers. The denouement is a dazzle of bittersweet perfection.