We (me and the person I was with at the time) saw a play in Madrid in 1984 or 85, Diálogo secreto by BV. It's about an art critic who is colorblind, and hides this. His whole career is based on a fraud, since he has to fake his entire expertise, essentially. I remember our reaction as kind of skepticism about the plot device. He had used blindness as a metaphor before, and deafness, too, in a play about Goya, but here the plot seems especially contrived. Some with Daltonism decide to make a career as an art critic in the first place? And is art criticism wholly about the perception of color? Heavy handed symbolism is almost his specialty, but here he takes it one step too far.
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