A young man has been charged with the murder of his own father.
A guilty verdict will be accompanied by a mandatory death sentence.
The jury must decide.
Reginald Rose’s Twelve Angry Jurors begins with an eighteen year old boy, from a slum, who is on trial for the murder of his abusive father. A jury of twelve people is locked in the deliberation room to decide the fate of the young boy. If there is reasonable doubt, the boy is freed. If there is none, he dies. All evidence is against the boy and a guilty verdict would send him to his death. But the judgement must be unanimous.
Twelve Angry Jurors is an examination of many themes. Justice, social inequality, and social responsibility among them, but at its very heart, it is a damning exploration of a world that is too ready and too quick to accept explanations that are handed to them. Just because one is offered something, does not mean that one has to accept it. Especially when someone’s life, freedom or even reputation is at stake.
Brilliantly written, blindingly perceptive and deceptively subtle, Twelve Angry Jurors forces you to remember that, at the end of the day, you are a human being. And you live in a world inhabited by other human beings.