Through November 5, 2017
There is no greater mixed metaphor than comparing a show to The Show, particularly when one is by Samuel Beckett and the other is baseball. But last Friday night, worlds apart but just 10 miles away, the Indians met the Yankees at Progressive Field for game 2 of the ALDS while Vladimir and Estragon were waiting for Godot at the Beck Center for the Arts. And there were lessons to be learned.
Waiting For Godot is a thumbs up/thumbs down kind of play that you either get or are left confounded. Some audience members will over think it while others will under think it. Regardless, it will open your mind to a variety of debates within and without. See it and gauge your reaction.
The fine actors in this production will, for a fleeting couple of hours, show you what kickass acting is all about. Indeed, they are so damn good you may actually, for a fleeting moment, think life has a purpose. Silly you!
To see a full review of this show, read Christine Howey's review at Cleveland Scene
BOTTOM LINE: I didn’t think I’d be recommending this show because its thesis is depressing, but I find I must. This outstanding production quietly and strongly reminds us that life is, indeed, absurd. Beckett asks that we devise our reasons for embracing it anyway.
For a full review go to artstillmatters.com orCool Cleveland.