By the time he reached the theater, he was furious. Essentially accusing them of failing to see his vision, Baldwin did not waver, though not without fear - fear of the form and fear that he might not adequately portray the monstrosity and humanity of white Southern hate.
When James Baldwin died in 1987, he left a voluminous oeuvre, experiencing a revival in recent years. His legacy, embraced through essays and fiction, might have been better suited to the artistry of plays, as he cherished the immediate connection between artist and audience in the theater.
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