When I lived in the Caribbean in my twenties, one of the books I found at the bottom of the remaindered bin of Kingston's largest book shop was Theatre of the Absurd by Martin Esslin. I read it without any real sense of its context but there was something about its central idea that struck a chord with me. Perhaps it was living in a society where death and violence were part of everyday life, perhaps it was my own ra…
SOURCE: The Arts Desk at 05:17PM on February 6, 2012