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Playwright, poet Doug Bentley lives quietly in Vancouver, Canada.
He is the author of three books currently available here:
A CANADIAN'S POEMS:
one of the best kept secrets in Canadian English Poetry today;
GO -21st Century Existentialism in an Absurdist Theme:
a full-length 4 Act play based on the landmark play by Samuel Beckett, Waiting For Godot;
GRAIN -Mystical Poems:
an English sonnet sequence of 28 classic love poems and one long contemplation on death and dying.
These books are available in most digital formats at major online retailers and ebookstores worldwide, and: in paperback at Amazon websites worldwide, major online retailers and bookstores including Barnes & Noble, Bowker Books and Indie Bound, libraries and academic institutions worldwide through the Ingram Content Group and Baker & Taylor, as well as NACSCORP in the USA.
Your next step is to download the free samples. Or, better yet, for less than the price of a pint of beer you can purchase your own copy.
Tuppence van Harn
on March 22, 2014 :
I am in no way the target audience for this play. I never read Waiting for Godot. I am pretty sure I didn't "get" what the author was going for and he will probably want to pull his hair out when he reads this review and call me a moron and a plebian and will end up getting a migraine from all the eyerolling he will be doing. Sorry, Mr. Bentley.
I am not going to give away any plot information or do any character summaries. The play is so short it would basically ruin it. And I really don't want to do that.
As to the general concept of the play: It would be an utter tragedy to see it performed. The play on words is so subtle that the true meaning would be lost if it was spoken. Furthermore, it needs to be read slowly, each line really taken into consideration. To have it thrust on you at the rate of a normal speaker would be the equivalent of power chugging a bottle of fine wine. It also has the worst stage directions I have ever seen. To pick up on the subtle actions requested (like poking a finger in an ear), and to light it as specified (a single bulb without shade/directional or a full stage flood) would require a tiny theatre where the house would be smaller than the stage and audience practically sits in the actors' laps. To be frank, it would be far better filmed- where delicacy and intimacy are practically required not just catered to. Yes. I went there. I used the "f" word in relation to a stage play.
The lines themselves are pure poetry. No, really. Actual poetry. In my head I could visualize the actors dancing. Like a beat ballet- if beat was still a thing and if they could stomach their words being emphasized with pointe shoes and an excessive amount of stretching back arches. The flow of the words compels the actors to flow. They can't just stand and chat. They must bow, bend, reach, point, and pose. Excessively. And it works. Oh man does it work.
I thought the reflections/comparisons/premise of man and religion were obvious and simple enough to follow. Anyone who has even a basic understanding about popular religions could figure it out. Which made it very accessible to me since I normally find plays like this pretentious and arrogant. I didn't have to have it explained. I got it. I could follow along. I didn't feel like the dumb friend at the gallery who can't figure out why everyone is applauding the blank wall. Hell, I had no issues finishing the whole play and didn't give up after the first act because it didn't make me want to shove a brick in my brain just to make. it. stop.
Now, I know "not wanting to shove a brick in my brain" is probably not the phrase that will make you ZOMG I MUST READ THIS. Which is a shame because really, you should read this. It is interesting. It is beautiful. It is witty. It is at times trite but I honestly think those moments were done on purpose to make a point. It is a giant mess of performance art that not only did I get but I could walk away from discussing it at depth and actually know what I was talking about. Like I was one of the cool kids at the gallery who was first to applaud the blank wall. Yeah, I know. I never in a million years would have thought I would "get" a play "like this." Even more, I never thought I would want to read a play "like this" a second time. Just for fun. Because I liked it. Which is why it hands down earned every single one of its five stars. Without a doubt.
Get this play. Tell a friend to get this play. Read it. Discuss. Better yet, book club it. It will open up seriously awesome discussions.
(reviewed within a week of purchase)