"Life is generally something that happens elsewhere"
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Bennett’s line lands like a quiet heckle from the back row: you’re here, technically living, yet the real event seems to be taking place in the next room, in another city, in someone else’s brisker, better-lit narrative. It’s funny because it’s bleak, and bleak because it’s true in the particularly English way Bennett excels at - a comedy of modest expectations, self-distraction, and the suspicious feeling that fulfillment is always for other people.
As a dramatist, Bennett understands “elsewhere” as both geography and stagecraft. Theatre is built on doors, offstage noise, and the charged promise of what we’re not seeing. By phrasing life as something that “happens,” he casts the self less as protagonist than as bystander, a person to whom existence is delivered like a slightly wrong order. “Generally” does sly work too: it’s not an existential absolute, it’s a habit, a weather pattern of the mind.
The subtext is a critique of passivity that doesn’t announce itself as self-help. It’s also a jab at nostalgia and social comparison, those twin engines of elsewhere: the past is always more vivid, other people’s lives always more consequential. Bennett, who made a career out of finding drama in the apparently uneventful (the diarists, the provincials, the politely thwarted), suggests that the tragedy isn’t that life lacks meaning; it’s that we keep outsourcing it, treating our own days as the waiting room to a “real” story that never quite arrives.
As a dramatist, Bennett understands “elsewhere” as both geography and stagecraft. Theatre is built on doors, offstage noise, and the charged promise of what we’re not seeing. By phrasing life as something that “happens,” he casts the self less as protagonist than as bystander, a person to whom existence is delivered like a slightly wrong order. “Generally” does sly work too: it’s not an existential absolute, it’s a habit, a weather pattern of the mind.
The subtext is a critique of passivity that doesn’t announce itself as self-help. It’s also a jab at nostalgia and social comparison, those twin engines of elsewhere: the past is always more vivid, other people’s lives always more consequential. Bennett, who made a career out of finding drama in the apparently uneventful (the diarists, the provincials, the politely thwarted), suggests that the tragedy isn’t that life lacks meaning; it’s that we keep outsourcing it, treating our own days as the waiting room to a “real” story that never quite arrives.
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