Went to the Everyman to see Lucy Pitman-Wallace’s production of Samuel Beckett’s Endgame. It was excellent.
“We lose our hair, our teeth, our bloom, our ideals”: Hamm
Endgame is a one-act play with four characters. It was originally written in French, and first performed in London in April 1957. There are just four characters: Hamm, the aged master who is blind and unable to stand, his servant Clov, who cannot sit down, and Hamm’s legless parents Nagg and Nell, who live in rubbish bins upstage and initially request food or argue inanely. The two main characters, mutually dependent, have been fighting for years and continue to do so as the play progresses. Clov always wants to leave but never seems to be able.
“Pitman-Wallace’s direction has the astringency one expects from Beckett, but also a sense of compassion that makes the play entirely accessible.”
The Guardian
Endgame: extract with Rick Cluchey as Hamm
From the San Quentin Drama Workshop production of “Beckett Directs Beckett” a film made in 1991 by Alan Mandell
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