The
opening scene of the film adaptation of Waiting
for Godot struck an interesting chord with me. As with the book I was not
expecting to be engaged in the story or remotely care about the plot. However
my initial feelings of apathy gave way to genuine interest. There is a certain social
stigma when it comes to movies that come from important works of literature,
which basically amounts to: “the book is always better”. Despite of this I
quite enjoyed the scenes I watched from Waiting
for Godot. What first struck me was the setting. While reading the play I envisioned
something different from the baron wasteland that was offered in the film. This
got me thinking about a lot of the liberties and decisions that the director of
this film had to make. Absurdist theatre is very vague when it comes to stage
directions, which makes film adaptations tricky. However in this case all the
right decisions were made to make the movie the best representation of Waiting for Godot.
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