
The same can be said about two more of Capek's plays that I've read since last month. They are The Makropulos Secret, about a woman whose discovery of a "fountain of youth" still leaves her without the knowledge of what makes life worthwhile, and Life of the Insects, a clever, colorful and softly satirical look at human values through the interchange of talking insects and a personable down and outer.
The latter was really delightful to read but oh, how I would have loved to have seen Life of the Insects staged there on Broadway in the late 1920s! New Yorkers were said to have raved about it...and I can understand why.