Half a century after he first appeared on Broadway, which is also how long it’s been since he last appeared on Broadway, the old tramp still can’t deliver a simple song. Heck, Vladimir can’t even get the tune right as he wanders through the graveyard ditty that begins the second act of Samuel Beckett’s “Waiting for Godot,” which opened on Thursday night at Studio 54.
Yet by the time he’s finished struggling through his number — and moods that dance between defeat and defiance — Vladimir the hobo (played by Bill Irwin) is more inspirational than a dozen Susan Boyles belting beat-the-odds renditions of dream-dreaming anthems.
Ms. Boyle’s closely watched performance in a British talent contest may capture show-biz fantasies of the ordinary transfigured. Vladimir’s clumsy musical stylings follow how ordinary life really plays out. His making it through his song, step by faltering step, is like anybody making it through a single day. And the next day, and the next day, and all the next days to come. If he isn’t some sort of hero, then none of us are.
http://theater2.nytimes.com/2009/05/...1godo.html?hpw
Yet by the time he’s finished struggling through his number — and moods that dance between defeat and defiance — Vladimir the hobo (played by Bill Irwin) is more inspirational than a dozen Susan Boyles belting beat-the-odds renditions of dream-dreaming anthems.
Ms. Boyle’s closely watched performance in a British talent contest may capture show-biz fantasies of the ordinary transfigured. Vladimir’s clumsy musical stylings follow how ordinary life really plays out. His making it through his song, step by faltering step, is like anybody making it through a single day. And the next day, and the next day, and all the next days to come. If he isn’t some sort of hero, then none of us are.
http://theater2.nytimes.com/2009/05/...1godo.html?hpw
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