Death of a Salesman: Certain Private Conversations in Two Acts and a Requiem

Will Loman, the sixty-year-old Brooklyn salesman who says, 'I still feel - kind of temporary about myself' has become an archetypal image of devouring insecurity, of the human capacity for self-deception and, through the drama of his family quarrels, of the ways in which the flaws of one generation are imprinted on the next.