Our friend Guttenberg returns to introduce the American dream before the Theatertreffen premiere of Stefan Pucher’s Schauspielhaus Zürich production of Arthur Miller’s Death of a Salesman (1949).
America is more than just a country, it’s an idea. A shining city upon a hill, built on rocks stronger than oceans, wind-swept, God-blessed, and teeming with people of all kinds living in harmony and peace, a city with free ports that hummed with commerce and creativity. Proud to be an American, the citizens of this country just wanna prove somethin’—”I ain’t no bum . . . It don’t matter if I lose . . . Don’t matter if he opens my head . . . The only thing I wanna do is go the distance”. They know there are some things money can’t buy: life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness
Still, you’ll need to be all about the Benjamins, because greed is good, greed is right, greed works, and greed will save the U.S.A. America this is the impression I get from looking in the television set. America is this correct? I’d better get right down to the job. I’ve got some real estate here in my bag, if you want to build your white picket fence for your family – which is where the nation finds hope, where wings take dream, and dreamz are spelled with a z.