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...failure in the timing of some of the comic bits, but that will undoubtedly improve in the course of the play's run. Mr. Murray understood the play and used his actors' talents to perfection. He made several delightful additions, like a hilarious mimicking of Pozzo by Gogo during Lucky's tirade...
...Gogo and Didi, the heroes of Waiting for Godot, are Beckett's symbols of the twentieth century man; they are former hoboes, now burns, who dress in the loose fitting and shabby formal clothes of the burlesque clown; they are former homosexuals, now incapable of satisfying each other beyond a furtive embrace or a titillating story about an Englishman in a brothel; and, because of Beckett's genius for paradox, they turn out to be dignified human beings...
...meantime," says Gogo, "let us try and converse calmly, since we are incapable of keeping silent." Waiting for Godot has nearly no action, only waiting and talk, the talk to make the waiting pass more quickly. Gogo, intellectually an infant, curls into a foetal position and sleeps whenever he has the chance, tries to tell Didi about his dreams, talks of running away so that Didi will convince him to stay, and whines about his aching feet. Didi knows that his only important job is to keep the two together. He ignores Gogo when necessary, refuses to listen...
...itself ("...yesterday evening we spent blathering about nothing in particular. That's been going on now for half a century," or "This is becoming really insignificant.") But, Beckett also elevates vaudeville routines--quick changes of identical hats and pants falling down--and cliched conversation into ironic or obscene importance. Gogo says, "I can't go on like this." and Didi replies, "That's what you think." And that's the point of the play...
...Americans." Mingling on the dance floor of the Whisky a Gogo at Cannes or in a bull session at the University of Geneva (where less than half the students are Swiss), the new Europeans look alike, regardless of nationality. And they look quite unlike their parents. Middle-aged Germans, with a mixture of pride and apprehension, refer to their long-legged, Levi-clad kids as "our young Americans." It is an apt description; today, for the first time in Europe's history, young Europeans, like young Americans, have a continent for a playground and the money in their pockets...