If you’ve read Thomas Mann’s The Magic Mountain, you have probably thought to yourself, as I often have, that it would make for quite the piece of immersive theater. You know, set it in an old hotel or hospital, have a mysterious Russian woman slamming doors here and there, Hermine Kleefeld all piping away with her pneumothorax, the absurd Settembrini-Naphtha duel, and then this, Hans Castorp’s bad day in a snowstorm.
It’ll never get produced, so enjoy the magic of a little creative re-scoring.
And here it is! Enjoy!
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