Waited Too Long For Godot

---Did you ever read the Bible?

---The Bible…I must have taken a look at it.

---Do you remember the Gospels.

---I remember the maps of the Holy Land. Colored they were. Very pretty. The Dead Sea was pale blue. That’s where we’ll go, I used to say. That’s where we’ll go on our honeymoon. We’ll swim. We’ll be happy…

---You should have been a poet.

---I was. Isn’t that obvious?

Living close but just not close enough to New York City, I just can’t get into town as much as I’d like but feel I should and could if I just made the effort or planned it better.  If I had world enough and time and a whopping big pile of cash, I’d be down there every week, seeing a play. I’ve missed an awful lot of good ones over the years but the one I think I’m going to regret having missed most is Waiting for Godot, starring Sir Patrick and Sir Ian, which closed Saturday night.

I’d been hoping to make it, but I had to stick around home.

I was waiting.

Waiting for what, you ask?

Waiting…for…

A bicycle rider from Belfast. You were ahead me on that one, weren’t you?

By the way, I typed that quotation from Beckett almost verbatim from memory. Back in high school I played Gogo.  That was Bert Lahr’s part in the original Broadway production in the 1950s, Sir Ian’s in this one.

Also, by the way, I’ll be down in the city this Friday night to review a play. The Heir Apparent at Classic Stage Company.

Comments

[JD]

I was hoping they'd film it. I guess that's not going to happen.

[Swopa]

I made the trip to NYC to see it in December, and while it was a very good production, it wasn't the start-to-finish display of brilliance I was hoping for (so you don't need to feel that bad about missing it). McKellen did disappear quite impressively into Estragon, but Patrick Stewart was too visibly the actor Patrick Stewart in shabby clothes, which took away from some of the play's emotional resonance.