Theatre review: Waiting for Godot, Abbey Theatre, Dublin

They are an experienced ensemble, whose familiarity with one another is telling. Their suitability to their roles, however, is varied.
Nolan’s Pozzo is a triumph. He is an hysterical monster, yes, but when he delivers iconically Beckettian lines (such as “They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it’s night again”) with an existential howl, we can feel his pain. Lombard, meanwhile, rises to the unique challenges of playing Lucky, without perhaps transcending them.