Years ago I was forced to study this play by Samuel Beckett, and as a highschool teen I found it incredibly frustrating and yet something about it stuck in my mind. I felt a sense of intense futility and cyclic logic of being lost in a labarynth of despair and hopelessness or more to the point a hopeless hope. "Does hope spring eternal?" I was wanting to discuss with others their experiences with this play and how it made them feel. What impact this work has had on their lives etc. A little pre-amble care of [PLAIN [Broken] ]http://www.gradesaver.com/ClassicNo...t_the_Play.html [Broken] [/URL] Waiting for Godot qualifies as one of Samuel Beckett's most famous works. Originally written in French in 1948, Beckett personally translated the play into English. The world premiere was held on January 5, 1953, in the Left Bank Theater of Babylon in Paris. The play's reputation spread slowly through word of mouth and it soon became quite famous. Other productions around the world rapidly followed. The play initially failed in the United States, likely as a result of being misbilled as "the laugh of four continents." A subsequent production in New York City was more carefully advertised and garnered some success. What philosophy is "Waiting for Godot"? Does it have any positives to offer or is it all dark? I am by no means an expert on this play and my memory of it's content is vague to say the least but I get the impression it's all about an endless cycle of sufferance. Care to discuss?