Nobody comes, nobody goes...

Preston Guild Hall. Autumn. A road. A tree. Evening. Vladimir and Estragon meet as dusk approaches.

By The Newsroom
Monday, 24th August 2015, 11:35 am
LCT Waiting For Godot
LCT Waiting For Godot

Estragon tries to remove his boot. Vladimir examines his hat. A conversation begins, a joke is interrupted. A carrot is eaten. The two men quarrel, then embrace. A pair of eccentric travellers arrive. Seemingly master and servant, one stands weighed down at the end of a long rope, the other carries a whip.

So begins Samuel Beckett’s Waiting for Godot, a surreal ground-breaking, anarchic meditation on the meaning of life and death.

Part allegory, part burlesque, all masterpiece, this unique, timeless play moves seamlessly between absurdist comic sketch and captivating philosophical drama.

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London Classic Theatre presents Waiting for Godot at Preston Guild Hall for three nights from Thursday October 1.

Tickets £16, £14 concs. Call 01772 804444 or see