Word: godot
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...death.) Suddenly he sees something on her lips, and he has a final moment of beatific joy. "Pour on; I will endure," he had yelled at the storm. Like Job, he does endure; and like Job he gets his reward, if only for an instant. He waited; and Godot has arrived...
Each time a Samuel Beckett play has a world première, the world turns a deeper shade of black. Once his people were hopefully waiting for Godot; later they crouched in garbage cans in Endgame; Krapp was moribund while listening to his last tape; then in Happy Days, the female lead kept sinking deeper and deeper into a mound. Now Beckett's characters have gone all the way to hell in a play called Play, which has just opened in West Germany...
...Olivier," becoming roughly the 29th young actor to be so described. Next spring, he and Richard Burton will begin making the film version of Becket (he is Henry II; Burton is Becket). After that, O'Toole will appear in his own movie production of Waiting for Godot. Columbia Pictures and Alan Jay Lerner want him for the role of Henry Higgins in My Fair Lady (making him the new Rex Harrison...
...sensation-hungry hundreds of let's -go-down-to-the-Villagers. But what was fundamentally wrong with the play remains fundamentally wrong in the film it is not life, it is not art, it is not interesting. Philosophically, it is an uninspired restatement of Waiting for Godot; esthetically, it is just a drop in the Beckett...
...isolation that even conflict is impossible." Although Brecht abandoned the theater of the absurd for social protest, his isolation theme has been endlessly restated by the absurdists in terms of man's inability to communicate with, and relate to, his fellow man. In 1952, in Waiting for Godot, Samuel Beckett defined the assumption underlying the metaphysical quest of the theater of the absurd: the absence of God and the emptiness of God-bereft man. Beckett's theater is one of deep existential anguish: "The boredom of living is replaced by the suffering of being." Beckett's writing...