Samuel Beckett’s bleak humour lives gleefully on
Samuel Beckett, with his quizzically peering gaze and handsome, hawk-like appearance, has long been the academic’s pin-up. Endless PhD dissertations exalt the Irish writer, who was born 120 years ago in Dublin on 13 April 1906, as an unsmiling existential hermit figure when he was really nothing of the sort. Over the 60 years of