Drama coursework based on the play "Metamorphosis". Costume and personal performance.

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GCSE Drama Coursework

Metamorphosis

1. Design a costume for one of the characters in the play “Metamorphosis”

I have decided to design the costume of Greta Samsa. The colour of this costume is black and it is made from cotton with an underlying of black lace. I chose this particular costume because I believe that the black represents Greta’s locked up feelings, things that she is restricted from; the short dresses her father refuses her to wear, the jewelleries that she doesn’t have the money to own and also the makeup that her mother banned her from ever wearing. How it seems like for a young girl who seems to be growing old before her time.

This costume represents the way Greta wants to feel but unfortunately she can’t. It shows us how lonely Greta is and how her parents never notice because they don’t care much for her.

I also chose this costume because it is quite grotesque which is a theme used in the play metamorphosis. Her dress has an endless amount of skulls in it to represent the death and loneliness of a part of her since the loss of her dear brother. (The loss of her brother mentally but not physically)

2. Write a diary for a chosen character from ‘Metamorphosis’

Extract of the last few entries in the dairy of Greta Samsa

Tuesday 21st April 1987

Gregor came home later than usual today, I can’t help but think the amount of worry and stress shown on his face was triple its usual dose. No one else seems to notice so maybe I’m just exaggerating, I once heard someone say you get worried about the people you love; maybe that’s what’s happening, maybe I am feeling scared of my brother overworking. It’s just sometimes; I wish he would speak to me. We’ve always had a connection Gregor and I, I was always the closest to him. We got along better than he did with any one else and I feel I could tell him everything. He’s promised me the world and had it been anyone else I would think they were joking but not Gregor, he works so hard; I know he’s doing it for me. I’m proud to call him my brother.

Wednesday 22nd April 1987

Today may be my last time on writing on my diary, what I had witness today I realise is always made more real as I write it down.

Gregor hadn’t gotten out of bed by 4.00am, we were very worried about him, we needed the money and we knew that if he didn’t go to work in time someone would come over to check what the problem was. We were right the chief clerk was soon at our door and throughout the panic of my mum and dad we let him in. Mum explained that Gregor was sick and failing to believe us, the chief clerk decided to check on him himself. We all went into Gregor’s room and were greeted by the most gruesome creature I had ever seen.

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Thursday 23rd April 1987

He’s dying. My brother is dying, I could see it in his eyes when I came in with the food, a slow and painful death awaits the brother I once loved.

Yet something much worse happened tonight, something for which I shall never forgive myself for. I tried, I really did but yet I couldn’t hide my fear from him for he saw as soon as I came in, he saw that the sister he worked so hard for was afraid, afraid of her own flesh and blood.

I could see it in his eye, ...

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