[PDF.10yr] Krapp's Last Tape, Not I, That Time, & A Piece of Monologue (Naxos)

Krapp's Last Tape, Not I, That Time, & A Piece of Monologue (Naxos)

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 | #4092516 in Books |  2016-05-10 |  2016-05-10 | Formats: Audiobook, MP3 Audio, Unabridged | Original language:English | PDF # 1 |  6.75 x.50 x5.25l, | Running time: 1 Hours | Binding: Audio CD

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||2 of 2 people found the following review helpful.| A quartet of wistful or defiant monologues|By John L Murphy|This hour-and-a-half double CD collects shorter works of Samuel Beckett. Like the longer novels of his trilogy on Naxos Audiobooks, it immerses you into his confrontational barrage of language and his moving evocation of emotion. Jim Norton, whose recordings of "Dubliners," "A Portrait of the Artist," and "Ulysses" gai|About the Author|Samuel Beckett was born in Ireland in 1906. His plays Waiting for Godot and Endgame revolutionized modern theater, and his trilogy Molloy, Mallone Dies, and The Unnamable ranks among the major works of twentieth century fiction. He died in Paris

Samuel Beckett, one of the great avant-garde Irish dramatists and writers of the second half of the twentieth century, was born on 13 April 1906. His centenary was celebrated throughout 2006 with performances of his major plays, including Waiting for Godot.

Here are the two most famous plays for solo voice. Krapp’s Last Tape finds an old man, with his tape recorder, musing over the past and future. Not I is a remarkable tour de force for a single actress...

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