Is there anyone who doesn’t have “hope”? Is there anyone who doesn’t have passion for “hope”? want to know what your “hope” is like? Please come into the theatre to watch “Waiting for Godot”.
We’re waiting for Godot.
At twilight, two dull tramps Go Go and Di Di are waiting for Godot who they never met before, on a country road, but Godot doesn’t show up. Instead, they meet Pozzo and Lucky. Is Pozzo a lucky guy? He finds a servant named “Lucky” after all. Is Pozzo real lucky because he is satiate? Why does he deliberately trample his servant “Lucky”? Pozzo is going to say goodbye to tramps. He is not Godot. Finally, there comes a boy, the messenger of Godot. He delivers Godot’s message that he won’t make it today but will tomorrow.
Next day before night fall, still on the same road, the same tramps are waiting for Godot. Where the hell is Godot? “Godot” is always a fantasy. The two tramps are bored to death so that they not only hurl invectives at each other but also want to commit suicide. Finally, there come two guys. But they are blind Pozzo and mute Lucky. The messenger boy shows up again, saying that Godot won’t come today but will tomorrow.
Who knows which “tomorrow” Godot will show up? The two tramps are so disappointed that they want to commit suicide by hanging. When they take off their belts they find the belts are broken. What should they do if they can not die? They decide to wait for Godot tomorrow again……
Who on earth is Godot? Ours “hope”? “Hope”?? “Hope”???