This is a play that I have heard of many times and I appreciate the opportunity to watch it last night at School of The Arts (SOTA),
We were seated at the third row which was good since the actors spoke without microphones. I wonder of people at the back or the circle would have problem hearing, especially at the beginning when a lady had a coughing fit, competing with the actors on stage to be heard.
I read the synopsis online before the show and Wikipedia describes it as an absurdist play. The word absurd stayed on my mind throughout the whole of first half. (Absurd –http://www.dictionary.com.)by
Two tramps, Go Go (Estragon) and Di Di (Vladimir) are at a deserted place waiting for a man named Godot. They have no idea who is he nor why they are waiting there but they have been doing it for half a century. This place where they wait is bare except for a leave-less tree and a rock. To pass the time until night fall, the two try all sorts of antics, until they get tired out. GoGo would then suggest that they go and then Di Di would remind him that they can’t. Why not? Because they are waiting for Godot.
So they were very happy when they met Pozzo and his slave Lucky, for that means they won’t be so bored. They are entertained by how Pozzo ill treats Lucky, by tying him on a leash and making him carry a bag of sand and a basket despite Lucky being obviously very frail and weak.
Pozzo and Lucky leaves and when night falls, a boy comes to tell the tramps that Godot will definitely come tomorrow. The next evening, they are there waiting at the same place, sick of each other’s company and so frustrated that they contemplate suicide again. And the evening repeats without Godot coming.
At the end of the play, the lady besides us remarked, ‘The play is so sad, right?’
The four main casts is the spine of the play. The tramps, acted by Patrick O’Donnel and Neill Fleming bicker naturally you believe they have been together for half a century. GoGo’s face is like a clown, contorting itself to various emotions. A worthy mention is lucky (Nick Devlin), whose first ten minutes appearance is done on 90 degree bent back, his arms weighted down with a bag and basket. When he finally straightened, we were entertained by his ‘thinking’, a nonsensical monologue in which nothing he said make sense.
This play was obviously very popular with the full house audience, many chuckling at various parts. Yet at the end, one can’t help feeling sad and sorry for the men’s wait. I personally can empathize, for I hate waiting for anyone. So the next time I wait, you can be sure this play will certainly resonate.