During the week I went to see Endgame by Samuel Beckett. It's a one act play about a blind, lame man sitting in a room ordering around his servant who can't sit down while his two legless parents yell at him from inside two garbage cans in the corner. The story was about as strange as the premise, and it involves dependency and nihilism and disillusionment. One of my friends said you weren't supposed to find it funny, but I found it quite funny anyway. I'm not sure I'd see it again, though.
Next week we see The Power of Yes. I'll update when I can. Night!
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