“A critic once described Samuel Beckett’s absurdist classic as “a play in which nothing happens, twice.” I can’t think of two actors I’d rather see do nothing than Michael Shannon and Paul Sparks. For decades, these earthy, intense men—menacing, funny, haunted, vulnerable—have done wonders in edgy new plays. Now they get to shine (well, grumble and shuffle) in the grandaddy of all experimental drama, as two tramps on an apocalyptic wasteland contemplating life’s meaninglessness. Spoiler alert: Godot doesn’t show up.”
The New Yorker: Henry IV Review
“This production meets the eye humbly, no more than a small stage with two chairs. Then, largely through the force