Ram Loevy,
The Film that Wasn't
“ The interrogator tied my hands to the chair, inserted a piece of wood between the back of the chair and the rope, and twisted it. And twisted it. The pain was supposed to be unbearable. I was silent. I tried not to respond. I restrained myself. And then, after a long silence, a horrible wail burst from me. The audience laughed.I didn't understand why. Was I such a bad actor? Did my cry sound fake? The late Reuven Morgan, who directed the play—a very special man, who I loved dearly—calmed me down. "Laughter is a typical response to terror. It's well known." ”
