Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead and without any answers.
"Dying is not a game which will soon be over... Death is not anything... death is not... It's the absence of presence, nothing more... the endless time of never coming back... a gap you can't see, and when the wind blows through it, it makes no sound..." (124).
The motif of the wind found as they examined their coming into existence is found again as they examine their leaving of existence. Wind must come from a direction. The first time they mention wind is the "wind of a windless day". The last time they mention it the wind "makes no sound". In the beginning they cannot find any direction and at the end they believe there is some sort of direction but it is unknown to them. Although they play around with all possible meanings for their lives I believe Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are at the mercy of the apathetic author who wrote them into existence. They are mere actors in his play, nothing else.
I think its interesting that as Guildenstern realizes that his time is up he remarks that "we'll know better next time." (126). This metafiction seems to me a reminder that Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are different from real people because they are characters. As characters they come to life every time someone reads their story... so in a way Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are as eternal as people make them. They are actors. They exist as long as there is an audience watching.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
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