A review by fauxpunk
Everyman by

4.0

I hadn't read this since early on in my studenthood, and so I thought I'd read it again now that I'm a medieval dork, and I'm glad I did.

The story is simple, but the beauty of the play lies in its simplicity, and the message is effective: at the end of it all, we only have our good works to stand for us. There’s something about the simplicity of it that’s absolutely moving. I particularly love the line about the priest blessing the sacrament and how he “handeleth his Maker bytwene his handes”.

Ultimately, this play is very typical of medieval religious thought and it holds no surprises, but to me, medieval piety is and always will be incredibly enchanting.