Very quick note on Samuel Beckett. In endgame I was reminded of the lines in Macbeth: "It is a tale told by an idiot/Full of sound and fury/Signifying nothing" (off the top of my head so some of it may be a bit off!). Beckett shows a world where the meaning has drained out of it, where even the names have become monosyllabic grunts. It seems a response to the modernism of Virginia Woolf, where something can be seen as signifying anything; here everything is meaningless and has no inherent value
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