They bring the comedy down beautifully for the lovely, haunting little dialogue about hearing "all the dead voices" making sounds "like feathers" and "like leaves," one of the quieter and more searching moments. I'd like to see earlier and deeper seeds of the desperation growing in Didi: for example, there might be more of a pang in his voice during what otherwise seems the mere conversational boredom of imploring Gogo to "say anything at all;" or he might bring his befuddled rhetoric about man's plight to a higher pitch before it collapses into the agonized confusion of "What have I said?"
But his existential alarm is achingly evident in the second act, and his and Gogo's petulant camaraderie is all the more affecting against that presence, as it should be, in the New Hampshire Theatre Project's wistful rendition of Beckett's classic.
WAITING FOR GODOT | by Samuel Beckett | Directed by Genevieve Aichele | Produced by the New Hampshire Theatre Project, in Portsmouth | through November 25 | 603.431.6644
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