Saw a Samuel Beckett play recently with a few audience members who weren't prepared for his style of plotless existentialism. Running only one hour, with no breaks, "Krapp's Last Tape" does not give theatre patrons a chance to bolt for the doors.
As the curtain came down, the first sound from the audience (before the obligatory applause -- it is Beckett, after all) was an older man behind me who blurted, "That's it?"
I think Beckett would've been pleased that someone finally understood his point.
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