This was a great, short piece of drama dealing with what seems to be memories and impressions of things on the conscious mind and how they filter into the perceptions that people have of the world. It's a hard piece to gauge, as it is Beckett, but there is deep reasoning here and it seems that this is a piece that you can derive your own meaning from. The dialogue is sharp and poetic and rings true and the overall impression is stark and striking.

4.5 stars- well worth the read! ( )

Similar to the formal experimentation of Play, That Time, written in English between 1974 and 1975, intercuts three monologues from three separate periods of time in the experience of one character. Only the Listener's face, surrounded by a shock of white hair, is visible. He is bombarded with three voices representing three different times in his past. Each voice, 'A', 'B', and 'C' recall separate stories. The pattern is precise, with each voice speaking four times during the course of each of three scenes, all of which are marked off by silences. The first and second scenes offer precise parallel patterns; the third offers a pattern repeated three times. Time and visions of nothingness burden each voice. At the end, the isolated head smiles at the prospect of happiness.
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