My rating: 3 of 5 stars
A search for ‘absurdist fiction’ books gave me Catch-22 (love it), Christopher Moore (love him), The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy series (what’s there not to love?!) – and this.
I wish I could say I loved Waiting For Godot.
Maybe it’s the form; I think if I saw it as a play, the way it’s meant to be, it would be hilarious: I possibly don’t have enough imagination to turn stage instructions into comedy gold.
It is, as the genre promises, meaningless, but I had greater expectations on the ‘tragicomedy’ aspect. Perhaps I’ve been poisoned by one of the most meaningless comedies of my generation, the ‘show about nothing.’*
It’s a short read, true to the genre, simple to follow, yet deep in meaning. And somehow I’m sure the story is going to grow on me!
*Seinfeld for anyone who didn’t get the reference. I know it’s not everybird’s cup of grain, but I still can’t get enough of it.