Hewes reviews a production of Krapp's Last Tape, finding the play to contain a "passion for life and a robust poetry" that the critic found lacking in Beckett's other plays, notably Endgame and Waiting for Godot.

As a man who found "Waitingfor Godot" exasperating and "Endgame" stifling, it is a joy to report that Samuel Beckett's newest effort lets loose a passion for life and a robust poetry that were deplorably manacled in the aforementioned plays. Titled "Krapp's Last Tape," this short character study begins unpromisingly as we watch a filthy old man rummaging about his disordered, dimly lit room. Too much time is taken for us to see the suggestion that man is an animal torn between primitive satisfactions (represented by a drawer in which Krapp keeps a supply of bananas) and intellectual ones (represented by a second drawer in which Krapp keeps his last spool...