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Waiting for Godot: A Tragicomedy in Two Acts

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A seminal work of twentieth century drama, Waiting for Godot was Samuel Beckett's first professionally produced play. It opened in Paris in 1953 at the tiny Left Bank Theatre de Babylone, and has since become a cornerstone of twentieth-century theater. The story line revolves around two seemingly homeless men waiting for someone or something named Godot. Vladimir and Estra ...more
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Published 1954 by Grove Press (first published 1952)
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VLADIMIR: They've called us back.

ESTRAGON: For an encore?

VLADIMIR: No, we're supposed to say what it means.

[A pause]

ESTRAGON: What what means?

VLADIMIR: This play! We have to explain it.

ESTRAGON: And then?

VLADIMIR: [discouraged] I don't know. Maybe Godot will arrive. But again, maybe he won't. He's not very reliable. [Another pause] Still, we can try.

[They both think deeply]

VLADIMIR: Any ideas yet?

ESTRAGON: My boots don't fit. My feet hurt.

VLADIMIR: [furious] Idiot! This isn't about your
Paul Bryant
Oct 01, 2014 Paul Bryant marked it as assorted-rants-about-stuff  ·  review of another edition
Review revived again to mark the three month anniversary of the Top Lists being frozen....


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Christian Clarke
Aug 12, 2014 Christian Clarke rated it 5 of 5 stars  ·  review of another edition
Recommends it for: Matthew Pilarski: My Goodreads Hero!!!!
I read this book while hang-gliding over the coast of Lichtenstein. It was difficult to grip the jacket of the book, not only because I was airborne, but because the night before I was in Moscow having vodka and gasoline with Luis San Baptista Rodolfo Sr., a ex-foot soldier for the Revolutionary FALN, and my head was POUNDING! I told Luis over a dinner (red cabbage over braised Skeletor Dolls) I had never seen the last episode of Family Ties, and he instantly grew furious, and cried out, "Matush ...more
“What happened?"
“Nothing happened.”
“Why did nothing happen?
“How would I know?”
“You would know.”
“I would?”
“How I would know?”
“Because you read it.”
“Did I?”
“How do you know?”
“It is on your shelf.”
“You rated it.”
“What does it mean?”
“It means you have read it.”
“Oh I have.”
“So what happened?”
“Nothing happened.”
“Why did nothing happen?”
“Because they were waiting for Godot.”

Waiting and nothing – I could take these two words and use them in as many combinations as the rules of probabili
Huda Yahya

We are no longer alone, waiting for the night, waiting for Godot, waiting for… waiting.

هنا العدمية تتضافر مع عبثية بكيت
لتعطيك نتيجة واحدة
لا خلاص
لا خلاص من أي نوع
إنك محاصر.. مقيد.. لا تستطيع الهرب
فأنت أصلا لا تستطيع الحركة
دماغك محصور بأفكار معينة
تقيدك قبل أن تسمح لك بالتمعن فيما حولك
لتدرك أنك عاجز عن التحكم بأبسط أمور حياتك
كما بأكثرها تعقيدا
لا خلاص

حتى الانتحار.. مستحيل


كلنا ننتظر جودو
وحتى الكاتب نفسه
لا يزال ينتظر
عالما وعالمين جميعا أنه انتظار بلا طائل
إنه تعزيز أكب
Jason Koivu
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round round round

Still absurd. Quite ridiculous. Occasionally philosophical. However, since its completion, the comedy of Waiting for Godot has become commonplace. Because the humor could be said to be Three Stooges-esque at times, one could say this play was even behind the times. I say it could be said, not that I say it is.

Does Waiting for Godot deserve all the attention it has received? After all, it seems to state the meaning

GODOT (sitting in the Mezzanine) - What if I were to show up on the stage? It would cause quite a stir.

DODO (lady sitting randomly next to Godot) – Oh, no, please don’t … That would be absurd… Who do you think you are?

GODOT – Please....let me…, just for a laugh.

DODO – What are you waiting for then?


It seems that in some ways we are all 'waiting for Godot', at least this is the theme that appears to come through Samuel Beckett's classic and acclaimed two act play. Part of the genius of this play is the fact that it was written as an apparent diversion from the prose Beckett had been writing at the time. To be able to sit down and write a play hailed as the greatest of the 20th Century while working on a longer volume is an act of legendary proportions.

The play itself is both minimalist and
Mar 29, 2008 Sean rated it 5 of 5 stars  ·  review of another edition
Recommends it for: Those who really love theatre (or work at LottaBurger)
Definitely not for everybody but by God (if he shows up) it's brilliant. But I wouldn't blame anyone for disagreeing with me. Still it's more accessible than you might think -- a student who studied this play with me in one of my university classes had the assignment of memorizing the quite surrealistic Lucky and Potzo monologue. Problem was she was a single mother and between that and her manager's job at the local Lotta-Burger she didn't have much time for home study. Her solution? She gave a ...more
معنا باختگی و تئاتر ابزورد : انسانی سرگشته در جهانی بی رحم

هبوط واقعی انسان نه در عدن، بلکه در قرن ما رخ داده است.بعد از انباشت بیش از حد تاریخ،ما معصومیت لازم برای اعتقاد به هرگونه توجیه بیشتر را از دست داده ایم.تنها قطعیاتی که مانده اند،جعلی بودن همه ساختارهای تفسیری و غیرقابل فهم بودن اساسی تجربه انسان بدون حضور این ساختارهاست
اریک لوی/ بکت و ندای انواع

تئاتز ابزورد تصویری آرایش نشده از هستی آدمی در عصری را به تصویر می کشد که با فروپاشی ارزش های انسانی و سلب امکان تعامل و مراوده میان آدمیان، پو
Bookworm Sean
Who wants to see a play in which nothing happens? Who wants to see a play in which the characters make little or no sense? Who wants to see a play in which the same senseless nothingness is repeated in the second and only other act? Not me that’s for sure. I honestly don’t think I could sit through a production of this, but that doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate its artistic merit on the page.

Nothing happens, but that is the beauty of it.


A famous theatre reviewer once said “this is a play in wh
Rakhi Dalal
Faith”, she said. “You must have faith in something. It is necessary.”

These are the exact words as said to me by a colleague a few days back. Faith. I smiled. I knew I couldn't go ahead and say anything which might upset her. I had seen that urgency in her eyes, with which she seemed to be guarding her words. Watching, lest, she might encounter something unpleasant.

By ‘Faith’ she definitely did mean God.

The conversation brought to my mind the question I have kept asking myself. It has been a se
Inder Suri
What the fuck did I just read ??


Yes, I should. I should think about it more.
I should sit back in silence and contemplate.


I will. Yes, I will.
No, Not for GODOT.
GODOT. Haah funny name. I hope he looks cool.
But can we see him? I don't know. Do you??
Waiting for Godot would be the most foolish thing to do. I think so.
Okay. So What have you been doing all your Life ?
Dont tell me you were Waiting for Godot. Seriously.

Aaah .. I don't know. I am not gonna wait for Godot.



Michael Kneeland
As a pretentious senior in high school, I thought I would uber-sheik and take a girl a had a crush on to a play, Waiting for Godot, which I had read in the Comedy, Wit, and Satire English elective that I took the previous year with my favorite high school English teacher, Dr. Stone. How I got the tickets is inconsequential (okay, okay: my dad won them from the radio; my uber-sheik persona just took a big hit), but suffice to say, my crush and I were the youngest members in the crowd. Fortunately ...more
ESTRAGON: I tell you I wasn't doing anything.
VLADIMIR: Perhaps you weren't. But it's the way of doing it that counts, the way of doing it, if you want to go on living.
I've no idea how I'd have reviewed this had the Charleston church shooting not occurred. For those not in the US-centric know, a white man drove for two hours to reach one of the oldest black churches in the country, attended the prayer amidst the crowd for a while, and then opened fire on the congregation, killing nine people. O
ESTRAGON: (aphoristic for once). We are all born mad. Some remain so.

Laconically conjured inimically absurd reflections on the ultimate absurd phenomena – LIFE. Sisyphian rock, our destiny, no matter how many times it rolls over yet it has to be taken to the top, infinitesimally repetitively. Ends to this rope? A loop it is. An invisibly circular loop akin to the very earth we inhabit, round yet flat. A loop, but a rope still and our lot to keeping on climbing it with no end in sight yet hope

من زیاد نمایشنامه نخوندم، ولی این، یکی از بهترین هایی بوده که خوندم.

بکت در این نمایشنامه، بشر را به تصویر میکشد که زندگی اش، در انتظار آرمان هایی که نه می شناسد و نه برای رسید بهشان تلاشی می کند، می پوسد و زنگ می زند. بکت این درونمایه ی تلخ را، در یک طنز آبسورد می گنجاند.

ولادیمیر و استراگون، دو دوستند که هر روز، پای درختی در انتظار گودو می نشینند. گودو، آرمان و آرزوی آن هاست؛ ولی آنان به یاد ندارند که کی و کجا این گودو آرمانشان شده و حتی از او چه می خواهند؟

روزها انتظار، باعث پیر شدنشان می شود.

Waiting for Godot
Waiting for Godot
Waiting for Godot
Waiting for Godot

كم كانت دهشتي وانا احمل (تي شيرت) رجالي خاص بزوجي يحمل العبارة السابقة، (تي شيرت) قديم مطبوعا عليه تلك العبارة بأحجام مختلفة... تلك العبارة التي لم افهم ما هي والـ (تي شيرت) مغر جدا لأن استخدمه كقطعة للتنظيف :)

سألته عن الـ (تي شيرت) الغريب ولماذا أحضر مثله للمنزل فأجابني في هيئة سؤال: مش انتي عندك تي شيرت اللجنة المنظمة لنموذج جامعة الأمم المتحدة من أيام الكليه؟؟

قلت له: آه ومحتفظة بيه جديد زي ما هو كتذكار

فرد: ده بقى تذكار من محا
“We all are born mad. Some remain so."
شهرت جهانی "در انتظار گودو" بیشتر به این خاطر است که در هر مذهب و ایدئولوژی، انسان "در انتظار" چیزی یا کسی ست! واقعیت آن است اما که اگر بیرون از این دایره بایستی و نگاه کنی، "فردا" هم چندان تفاوتی با "امروز" نداشته است. دی دی (ولادیمیر) و گوگو (استراگون) نمادی از انسان اند، در برهوت زندگی، منتظر بهبودی، منتظر "گودو"، منتظر کسی که بیاید و "نان و پپسی را تقسیم کند". اما کسی نیست که بیاید، گیرم ما از جانب او، آمدنش را هر روز به تعویق می اندازیم؛ "فردا" خواهد آم
Raeleen Lemay
well.... that was a strange time. I'm glad I finally read it though!

Lucky's enormous monologue right around the middle of the play was wild and confusing and kind of hilarious. I would love to see that performed.
TERESA - Estou perdida, Samuel. Não sei como interpretar esta peça. Ajuda-me.

SAMUEL - Diz-me o que viste...

TERESA - Um cenário numa estrada, junto de uma árvore, ao anoitecer;
As personagens: Estragon, Vladimir, Lucky, Pozzo, um Menino,...

SAMUEL - E que fazem?

TERESA - Representam a Condição Humana.
"Dão à luz montados num túmulo, o dia brilha por um instante, e depois fica outra vez noite."

SAMUEL - Tens a certeza?

TERESA - Não. Mas senti. Fazes-me rir e chorar, Samuel.

SAMUEL - Se não queres sent
Riku Sayuj
Ah, the blindness in the repeat act. It killed me.

btw - Beckett wrote Waiting for Godot in French, not English. Godot does not verbally suggest Dieu.
Review to come.
In the meantime, these lines from Vladimir and Estragon to ponder:

All the dead voices.
They make a sound like wings.
Like leaves.
Like sand.
They all speak at once.
Each one to itself
Rather they whisper.
They rustle.
They murmur.
They rustle.
What do they say?
They talk about their lives.
To have lived is not enough for them.
They have to talk about it.
To be dead is not enough for them.
It is not sufficient.
They make a noise like feathe

Seeing an excellent production of a play to which you've previously been indifferent can be life-changing, albeit in a small way. That happened to me today, when I saw the Sydney Theatre Company's production of this play. It was funny, sad, moving and unsettling and I was totally engaged for the three hours of the performance. Beckett's vision is grim and disturbing, but some magic happened as the meaning of his words was explored and embodied on the stage. This is why plays need to be seen and
I'm waking this one up as well, to show solidarity with Paul. More pointless postmodern protests, please!

Totally unauthorised translation of Paul's review. It's all Ian's fault (see comment #16).

ESTRAGON : Strunt i det här. Vi drar.

VLADIMIR : Det går inte.

ESTRAGON : Varför då?

VLADIMIR : Vi väntar på topplistorna, eller?


VLADIMIR : Jo, dom! Utan topplistorna vet vi inte vem som är topp och vem som är... öh... botten. Världen är ett enda kaos. Vilken resension är bäst? Vilken slä
Mamdouh Abdullah
دراما اللامعقول, مسرح العبث, المسرح الطليعي. المسرح الجديد المسرح المضاد. كل هذه المصطلحات تصب في هدف واحد, وتحمل نفس المعنى والأفكار, وتسير على طريقة معينة رغم تعدد الأساليب والأصوات.

لنختصر هذه المصطلحات في مصطلح واحد هو دراما اللامعقول, حتى يتكشف كل شيء عن روح هذا المسرح وأفكاره. على أرض الواقع, لا توجد هناك مدرسة فنية أو حركة فكرية تطلق على نفسها هذا الاسم. ربما لو أوقفت المسرحي الحائز على جائزة نوبل صاموئيل بيكيت وهو خارج من مقهاه الباريسي, وسألته هل هو يتبع دراما اللامعقول, لأجاب غاضباً أنه
Joselito Honestly and Brilliantly
Seven in the morning, at a McDonald's. All seats taken. To my left, a pretty lady, in a government-employee uniform, sitting on her chair in a lotus position, engaged in an animated conversation with a young man. To my right a woman with her two kids having breakfast of oil, fat and sugar which one day will kill them all. The piped-in music is toned down, it is the cacophony of voices that wafts in the air. But not all are chattering. Across my table is a man, solitary like myself, busy with his ...more
May 17, 2007 Eric rated it 2 of 5 stars  ·  review of another edition
Recommends it for: People that hate themselves
Recommended to Eric by: Megan Mandell
Shelves: classic
I was told that this play was brilliant and that Beckett was the best Irish playwright out there.

I disagree wholeheartedly with the first half of that statement: The only thing I found this existential mess to be was irritating. As for the second half of the above statement, I will admit I have never read another Irish playwright, so I cannot say whether Beckett is the greatest or not, but I hope he isn't for the sake of every other Irish playwright and everyone that goes to see Irish plays on

Such a weird play. I'm still not sure if I understood anything, but it's definitely complicated.

I had to read this for my French Literature class, which must be obvious, because it's incredibly far from my usual genres. It could've been an eye-opener, but it's simply not my cup of tea, so I'll leave it to others who might enjoy it more than I did.

There were parts that were clever, in my opinion, but the story itself is so complicated and senseless that it was hard for me to truly enjoy what
This stark, strange, and surreal little piece was put together by Samuel Beckett as a side project, an aide in drawing him back from the nether realms of consciousness wherein the gibbering voices of his great trilogy were being poured out onto the written page. I have not been a great consumer of plays as reading material - novellas without the glimpses into the minds of the players - but I enjoy the works of Beckett and Sartre, with their bleak settings, etiolated personalities, and razor-blad ...more
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