Beckett is
funny: people seem to often overlook that fact. Productions of
Waiting for Godot that get that fact tend to be much better than those with dour seriousness. You put his craggy mug up there and suddenly it's art with a capital Arrrr! Slapstick is a fundamental element of his work however, so no surprise that he worshipped
Buster Keaton. Yes, Keaton by 1965 suffered the effects of his dissolution, but it suits the haggard bemusement of his character in this short film. Beckett himself referred to
Film as "an interesting failure"; considering how many dull successes fill the theatres at present, that seems infinitely preferable.
Even newly anointed big-stuff-with-
a-show-at-the-Tate-Mod Damien Hirst has done Beckett.
As always, check
Sweet Freedom for the round up of other gems. If you watch this on t'Tube you'll see a bunch of other videos featuring both Beckett and Keaton; indulge yourself. Another great resource for arty indulgences, if you don't already know about it, is
UbuWeb.
6 comments:
A face like his is earned.
And magnetic!
You could be speaking of both Keaton and Beckett...
True enough: whereas women's faces of the same rough tread would be considered horrifying to most of the western world.
I think the plastic surgery disasters tend to horrify more...though I hope I'm not too much in the minority in thinking many women with lined faces are striking. (I hope I'm not too much in the minority in preferring those faces sans makeup, as well...)(and let's skip for the moment the question of uncomfortable, frequently dangerous shoes...)
You are in a definite minority in American culture. One of the joys of not being in the States is not seeing the constant barrage of bland sameness and artificial 'beauty' in the media. I shudder to see the horrifying things women (and some men) do to themselves to look 'young' -- I can barely stand to see Madonna anymore. Just horrifying.
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