I’d always had trouble with King Lear, especially at university when everyone else seemed to find the final scene so powerful and touching, whereas I was really irritated by it. When I read Smiley’s novel, which is a retelling of the story, I understood why. In her version, the younger daughter is able to love her father because her sisters protected her from his abuse, and when they shut the door and cast him out into a storm, they’re facing a terrible dilemma too.
You can either be “good” and be totally humiliated or reject the father and be labelled as bad. It’s now much easier for me to see Lear as a great play because I don’t feel dragged into the belief that he’s a tragic, lovable hero.