Hamm is blind and unable to stand; Clov, his servant, is unable to sit; Nagg and Nell are his father and mother, who are legless and live in dustbins. Together they live in a room with two windows, but there may be nothing at all outside.
There are five survivors in a futuristic library. Bam is their supreme dictator, and has the others interrogated and tortured, believing them to have said where. What Bam means is unclear, but he distrusts all.
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
Possible spoilers.... as is the case with ANY Beckett review! Beckett's play "Act Without Words II", while of course being related to "Act Without Words I" in some respects, is an entirely different play, in that there are now TWO mimes. In this second installment, the surroundings have been all but eliminated, and all attention is paid solely to the mime. The two mimes lead extraordinarily different existances.... one extremely somber, that mood aided with the slow and deadpan piano piece, the other extremely upbeat, again, with a fast and melodic piano medley. The former seems sluggish, as if it is a pain to simply exist, where the latter is ridiculously upbeat and organized, so much so that he must check his clock every few seconds... the ultimate point of this play, as it has been interpreted by ME, is that in the end, we all end up the same, regardless of whether or not we were sad, boring, time-oblivious carrot munchers, or immensely anxious, exciting, time-conscious spastics. Having not seen the play live, I can only comment on the film. The 'prod' was an interesting touch, acting almost as an on-screen director. Anyhow, it was a very short film, I believe under 20 minutes, and very interesting, and so it gets 8/10.
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