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    <body><![CDATA[There's really nothing that I can write about this book that hasn't already been written.  So, confident in the knowledge that nobody will ever read this, I'm going to jot down a few thoughts for posterity (my own personal posterity, as I intend never to have children).<br/><br/>The play is shot t...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/2948728">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[&quot;Nothing happens, nobody comes, nobody goes, it's awful?&quot; Estragon's complaint, uttered in the first act of &quot;Waiting for Godot&quot;, is the playwright's sly joke at the expense of his own play - or rather at the expense of those in the audience who expect theatre always to consist of events progressing in an apparently purposeful and logical manner towards a decisive climax. In those terms, &quot;Waiting for Godot&quot; - which has been famously described as a play in which &quot;nothing happens, twice&quot;- scarcely seems recognizable as theatre at all. As the great English critic wrote &quot;Waiting for Godot jettisons everything by which we recognize theatre. It arrives at the custom-house, as it were, with no luggage, no passport, and nothing to declare; yet it gets through, as might a pilgrim from Mars.&quot;]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[I was told that this play was brilliant and that Beckett was the best Irish playwright out there.  <br/><br/>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 ad...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/1271714">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[After reading this I thought about times in my life when I was waiting for Godot too. I wasn't sure if I should be looking for a deep meaning in this play but I did. The two main characters have known each other for a very long time and briefly discuss if they should go their separate ways but alas ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/21963110">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Somebody please explain this to me.  Please.]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[The idea of this play is intriguing.  The play concerns two characters who are, as the title suggests, &quot;Waiting for Godot.&quot;  They're not entirely sure why they're waiting for him, because they're not sure whether his coming will be great or terrible.  Symbolic interpretation of the play ca...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/47139494">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[&quot;Nothing happens, nobody comes, nobody goes, it's awful?&quot; Estragon's complaint, uttered in the first act of &quot;Waiting for Godot&quot;, is the playwright's sly joke at the expense of his own play - or rather at the expense of those in the audience who expect theatre always to consist of events progressing in an apparently purposeful and logical manner towards a decisive climax. In those terms, &quot;Waiting for Godot&quot; - which has been famously described as a play in which &quot;nothing happens, twice&quot;- scarcely seems recognizable as theatre at all. As the great English critic wrote &quot;Waiting for Godot jettisons everything by which we recognize theatre. It arrives at the custom-house, as it were, with no luggage, no passport, and nothing to declare; yet it gets through, as might a pilgrim from Mars.&quot;]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[I'm not sure I know of a finer, more incisive, more extraordinary play, but then again I am very poorly educated regarding such things. Shrug! This quartet makes me laugh out loud every time I read it. Pozzo has some of the best lines committed to drama, and the work set up an absolutely hilarious r...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/40939941">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Hilarious and awful at the same time. I enjoyed my first taste of Beckett this past summer at a marathon event involving Liam Neeson and Ralph Fiennes, so I was excited to read this (as was my prof). If you want a literary version of existentialism/absurdism, screw The Stranger- this is a billion ti...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/40046896">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[When I was little my parents took us to see every kind of theatre. My favourite, apart from Shakespeare, was Theatre of the Absurd. You could always tell that's where you were going as you had to bring a cushion to sit on....it was always put on in theatres that couldn't afford seats.<br/><br/>I c...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/72634731">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[L'attente comprend deux phases, l'ennui et l'angoisse. La piÃ¨ce comprend donc deux actes, l'un grotesque, l'autre grave.  <p>PrÃ©occupÃ© de peu de choses hormis ses chaussures, la perspective de se pendre au seul arbre qui rompt la monotonie du paysage et Vladimir, son compagnon d'infortune, Estragon attend. Il attend Godot comme un sauveur. Mais pas plus que Vladimir, il ne connaÃ®t Godot. Aucun ne sait au juste de quoi ce mystÃ©rieux personnage doit les sauver, si ce n'est peut-Ãªtre, justement, de l'horrible attente. LiÃ©s par un Ã©trange rapport de force et de tendresse, ils se haranguent l'un et l'autre et s'affublent de surnoms ridicules. Outre que ces diminutifs suggÃ¨rent que <em>Godot</em> pourrait bien Ãªtre une synthÃ¨se qui ne se rÃ©alisera qu'au prix d'un anÃ©antissement, <em>Didi</em> et <em>Gogo</em> portent en leur sein la rÃ©pÃ©tition, tout comme le discours de Lucky, disque rayÃ© qui figure le piÃ©tinement incessant auquel se rÃ©duit toute tentative de production de sens. <p>Cette piÃ¨ce composÃ©e en 1952, quinze ans avant que Beckett ne soit couronnÃ© par le prix Nobel de littÃ©rature, est un tour de force qui dÃ©montre les profondeurs que peut atteindre un langage en apparence absurde. <em>--Sana Tang-LÃ©opold Wauters</em> </p></p>]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[Prix Nobel de LittÃ©rature 1969<br/><br/>*<br/><br/>L'attente comprend deux phases, l'ennui et l'angoisse. <br/><br/>La piÃ¨ce comprend donc deux actes, l'un grotesque, l'autre grave. <br/><br/><br/>PrÃ©occupÃ© de peu de choses hormis ses chaussures, la perspective de se pendre au seul arbr...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/66736407">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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