A Doll's House

Read it in class. Absolute trash. You mean to tell me a crazy, naive, idiotic woman suddenly has an epiphany regarding her shitty life and leaves her husband? Yeah, no. Not only was this poorly written but completely unheard of during that time. People back then hated it and people know praise it as being ahead of its time. I call it trash.

Fell in love with Ibsen when I first read this sometime during my freshman year, in 1966-67. A couple of years later in the Yale Art Museum, some friends and I came across a large portrait of Ibsen – with his large, muttonchop sideburns, he seemed impossibly cool and hip for 1969.
In the first two acts, it almost reads like a sitcom, straight out of I Love Lucy or I Married Joan. (You'll have be of a certain age to get both those references.)
But, in the end, Nora turns any comfortable expectations we had on their heads. I, for one, have to love her.
Reads just as well from my view now as it did in the 1960s foothills of the women's liberation movement.