Waiting for Godot

Peace will not come from outside the borders; it must arise from inside the villages of Afghanistan itself.
Waiting is literally a pregnant activity. It is what expectant mothers do of course, but it's something that bears fruits
Brent Averett and David Sikula in a scene from Sam and Dede (or) My Dinner with André the Giant (Photo by: Jay Yamada) Brent
At one point, after being asked for the umpteenth time if I was 'OK' I thought that at least if it looked like I was waiting for someone, I wouldn't appear so suicidal. That's when it hit me.
The interpretations of Waiting for Godot might be far distant from Beckett's intentions, yet such interpretations are nevertheless intriguing. Some of the most interesting works of interpretation arise by way of theories that seemingly deviate entirely from the artist's objective.
I kept drifting back to the black velvet painting I'd been mesmerized by when I was a kid. My folks subjected us to a lot of super-cheap, tacky motels in the '70s; black velvet Elvis paintings were the norm for wall art.
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Within the theatre, they are master British thespians, knighted for their contributions to the craft. Within fan culture, they have geek god status -- one as a Starfleet captain, the other as a fierce wizard and friend to Hobbits, both as powerful mutant leaders.
There's no one quite as original as Marina Abramovic, an artist who defies categorization and pushes the limits of what art can be and what the audience and performer can both endure.
The current Broadway revival at the Cort Theater of Waiting For Godot is never less than riveting. That's thanks to the extraordinary chemistry between Ian McKellen as Estragon and Patrick Stewart as a determined, upbeat Vladimir/Didi.
Whatever your reactions to any particular element (most everyone agrees Twelfth Night is the triumph for Rylance while opinion is divided on these two), it's safe to say these are "events" in the best sense of the word, nights of theater you want to see and judge for yourself.
The pairing of No Man's Land with Godot is a stroke of genius, bringing the two masters of comedic and enigmatic incomprehension, Pinter and Beckett, to the stage in alternating performances that underscore the affinity between them.
In busy spells -- which in the Broadway arena typically include the two weeks before Thanksgiving and the month before the various award deadlines in the spring -- it is not uncommon for critics and award nominators to find themselves at five or six a week. Eighteen in 16, though, is overdoing it.
Theater and opera crazo Terrence McNally loves writing about his passions, especially anything to do with their off-stage
Good news. I'm not crazy ... at least, not totally crazy. John Goodman cleared that up for me.