Vi venter på Godot/Slutspil/Stumspil

by Samuel Beckett

Tre skuespil om menneskets stædige håb trods tilværelsens absurditet og komplette meningsløshed.

Genres: Fiction

179 pages, Unknown Binding

First published January 1, 1952

About the author

Novels of Samuel Barclay Beckett, Irish writer, include Murphy in 1938 and Malone Dies in 1951; a wider audience know his absurdist plays, such as Waiting for Godot in 1952 and Krapp's Last Tape in 1959, and he won the Nobel Prize of 1969 for literature.

Samuel Barclay Beckett, an avant-garde theater director and poet, lived in France for most of his adult life. He used English and French. His work offers a bleak, tragicomic outlook on human nature, often coupled with black gallows humor.

People regard most influence of Samuel Barclay Beckett of the 20th century. James Augustine Aloysius Joyce strongly influenced him, whom people consider as one modernist. People sometimes consider him as an inspiration to many later first postmodernists. He is one of the key in what Martin Esslin called the "theater of the absurd". His later career worked with increasing minimalism.

People awarded Samuel Barclay Beckett "for his writing, which—in new forms for the novel and drama—in the destitution of modern man acquires its elevation".

In 1984, people elected Samuel Barclay Bennett as Saoi of Aosdána.

Reviews

[Bautista Cantero · Rating 4 out of 5]

Esperando a Godot: ”Hoy no se fía, mañana sí”: la obra.
Fin de partida: qué cambiados que están los Vengadores.
Acto sin palabras: 😶.

[trestitia ⵊⵊⵊ deamorski]

geçen gün, twitter'da, izdiham dergi ve müdavimleriyle, azimle, Godot'u TT yaptık.

işte oradan geldim.

[Laurids Flinker · Rating 4 out of 5]

Fire stjerner for Vi venter på Godot. De to andre spil sagde mig ikke så meget. Lidt vanskeligt at læse et skuespil på skrift men alligevel sjovt nok.

[Andrés]

Esperando a Godot: esta movie de la simulación realmente es esto realmente es el mito de la caverna. Por otra parte, qué estoy haciendo con mi vida?
Fin de Partida: no sé qué cojones acabo de leer, pero no recomiendo si estás de vacío existencial. Curioso, estás en un estado mental en el q todo te recuerda a tí mismo. Absurdo absurdo absurdo... el qué es absurdo: tú o todo? Mientras tanto hay distracciones, y cuanto más crecemos más vacíos estamos. A escuchar post punk bielorruso
Acto sin palabras: metateatro

[Yoyo En tintas · Rating 4 out of 5]

Perturbador. Pero en el buen sentido.

[Byfuss]

Çan Yayınları 1963

[Marta Querol · Rating 3 out of 5]

Obra surrealista y tragicómica que me ha dejado un regusto amargo. La desesperación de los protagonistas contagia, aunque a ratos su propia absurdez te haga sonreír. Me ha faltado algo para llegar a calarme.

[Julio Doval · Rating 5 out of 5]

"Fin de Partida" no terminó de gustarme, "Esperando a Godot" me ha dejado enamorado y "Acto sin Palabras" es la primera vez que me acerco al 'meta-teatro'.