Enda Walsh is an Irish-born playwright, a fact immensely bothersome to those seeking to place him alongside his birth nation's similarly defined theatrical forbears. Great acrobatic skill goes into locating the Synge in his characters' souls, the Keats in their speech. For Walsh is sim
The back jackets of much of Thomas Bernhard's English-language translations are burdened by such qualifications as "near genius" or "second only to Kafka and Beckett." This, of course, is no small praise: there is no shame in being second to Kafka or Beckett; there is no shame in being a "ne