Krapp's Last Media File

Even an admirer of Samuel Beckett has to admit that his work could at times be indistinguishable from parody. Take Breath. There is rubbish on the stage. There is a faint cry. There is “an inspiration and slow increase” of light followed by its “expiration and slow decrease”. Fin. Perhaps the rubbish on the stage was intended to preempt the viewer's nat…

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