Two seemingly homeless men waiting for someone or something named Godot. Vladimir and Estragon wait near a tree on a barren stretch of road, inhabiting a drama spun from their own consciousness.

At the foot of a leafless tree, on a road that leads nowhere two strange individuals half tramp, half clown, Vladimir and Estragon meet. They fight and Vladimir informs Estragon that they have a ...

Maybe it’s time for a Waiting for Godot set in IKEA. Seriously. Blackbird Theatre’s mounting of Samuel Beckett’s 1953 masterpiece is respectful—intelligent, often funny, and sometimes moving.