On a strip of film exist a pile of clothes and two men in bags. The two men conduct their lives in isolation of each other: when one is awake, the other is asleep in his bag. Each has his own shirt, which he sleeps in. They share the pile of clothes, which consists of a coat, a hat and a pair of trousers with suspenders. A prod with wheels wakes each man to begin his day. One man is dour and sloppy. He ingests pills and prays; he takes a bite of a carrot and spits it out. The other man is chipper and neat. He brushes his clothes, his teeth and his hair. He does exercises upon waking up and exercises upon going to bed. He enjoys his carrot. The one job each has to do before going back into his bag is pick up the other bag, as well as his own, and move them to the next frame of film. Written by
Done in the style of a strip of movie film turned on its side (the play calls for it to be on a long platform. A man gets out of a bag goes through his daily routine which includes carrying a bag a certain distance. He then gets back in his bag at which pint a second man gets out the second bag and goes through a similar routine, before getting back in his bag. As the first man comes out again the screen goes black.
Very weak play I'm guessing about the monotony of life. Alternately it could be about how different people do the same thing. Either way, or any way I really didn't much care for this at all. In my humble opinion its on of Beckett's least works.
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