Krapp’s Last Tape
It might be Butley’s office, very plain and modern. John Hurt with his moustache might evoke Gregory Peck as Ambrose Bierce, some great writer.
There is the incomparable banana ritual, dealing with the peel. Hurt constructs the performance very skillfully, a work of art marked by a few correct readings where needed, the artist has his bananas and booze, he is old, sales are not good, evidence of his work is recorded, on his birthday, “the rhyme of the line” (Nabokov).
The métier is most particular, the work sole evidence of being, or worse, sole existence (Benn).
The author always improves on it.