Tämä sivusto käyttää evästeitä palvelujen toimittamiseen, toiminnan parantamiseen, analytiikkaan ja (jos et ole kirjautunut sisään) mainostamiseen. Käyttämällä LibraryThingiä ilmaiset, että olet lukenut ja ymmärtänyt käyttöehdot ja yksityisyydensuojakäytännöt. Sivujen ja palveluiden käytön tulee olla näiden ehtojen ja käytäntöjen mukaista.
This volume is an absurdist play in which two characters, Vladimir and Estragon, wait endlessly and in vain for the arrival of someone named Godot. They claim he's an acquaintance but in fact hardly know him, admitting that they would not recognize him when they do see him. To occupy the time they eat, sleep, converse, argue, sing, play games, exercise, swap hats, and contemplate suicide -- anything "to hold the terrible silence at bay". Throughout the play, the audience may encounter religious, philosophical, classical, psychoanalytical, biographical, and especially wartime references.… (lisätietoja)
Samuel Beckett is like the John Cage of literature; their work can be looked at as either absurdly intricate or blatantly daft, which as a result, causes a lot of contentions for the ostentatious critics and breezy consumers alike. I'm personally very much on the fence when it comes to minimalism in general; there's a point where I have to draw the line and say this is too much. Fortunately for Beckett, he falls comfortably on the side of brilliance for this work alone and deserves his leather armchair in Irish heaven amongst the likes of Joyce and Yeats. ( )
Three persons are awaiting the arrival of a fourth. He doesn't show up. Various theological and philosophic questions are aired. The audience is left to make what sense of it that they can. ( )
I'm not quite sure what to think of Waiting for Godot. Did I enjoy it? More or less. Did I understand it? I think that's hard to say. The banality and futility are interesting to explore, but I can't help but feel like there's more here that I'm not accessing, at least not on a first read, and without having seen it performed. ( )
Tiedot englanninkielisestä Yhteisestä tiedosta.Muokkaa kotoistaaksesi se omalle kielellesi.
Estragon, sitting on a low mound, is trying to take off his boot. He pulls at it with both hands, panting. He gives up, exhausted, rests, tries again. As before. Enter Vladimir ESTRAGON: (giving up again) Nothing to be done.
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Tiedot englanninkielisestä Yhteisestä tiedosta.Muokkaa kotoistaaksesi se omalle kielellesi.
"Don't talk to me. Don't speak to me. Stay with me."
This volume is an absurdist play in which two characters, Vladimir and Estragon, wait endlessly and in vain for the arrival of someone named Godot. They claim he's an acquaintance but in fact hardly know him, admitting that they would not recognize him when they do see him. To occupy the time they eat, sleep, converse, argue, sing, play games, exercise, swap hats, and contemplate suicide -- anything "to hold the terrible silence at bay". Throughout the play, the audience may encounter religious, philosophical, classical, psychoanalytical, biographical, and especially wartime references.
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