Nothing happens, nobody comes, nobody goes, its awful. This line, from the play, was adopted by Jean Anouilh, to characterize the first production of Waiting For Godot at the Theatre de Babylone, in 1953. He went on to predict that the play would, in time, represent the most important premiere to be staged in Paris for forty years. Nobody acquainted with Becketts masterly black comedy would now question this prescient recognition of a classic of twentieth-century literature.