“I think that life is beautiful but the world is hell”
‘Truth in drama,’ said Harold Pinter on receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature in 2005, ‘is forever elusive. You never quite find it, but the search for it is compulsive.’ That applies as much to his work for the screen as it does to the stage with which it shares many qualities: a fascination with the private roots of power, an abiding preoccupation with memory and the deceptiveness of language, a belief in the agency of women. Pinter, from his teenage years when he explored the work of Luis Buñuel, Marcel Carné and Jean Vigo, was always passionately in love with cinema and was proud that the majority of his screenplays were filmed. He also wrote many pioneering, and highly popular, plays for television. Pinter was a great writer whose work admits us to the dark room of his imagination.