Today I will be good. Feel no pleasure. Make no mistakes.
Penelope sits at home on the island of Ithaca, waiting for the return of her husband Odysseus, dreading his death. If word comes of his death, she must marry one of her many, many, many, many suitors.
She is good. She waits. She feels no pleasure. She can’t make any mistakes.
She weaves a shroud. She bides her time. In the darkness, she pulls the threads back apart. She can’t finish it. She must finish it. If she doesn’t finish it she won’t have to marry. She will be faithful. She will be good. She is good.
A Good Woman presents Penelope’s inner world in a conversation between a violinist and a dancer, bound sometimes by string. What does it mean to be a good woman?
