Haunting, mesmerizing, hilarious works.
One could easily be forgiven for assuming that Beckett's fiction is just too impenetrable to be worth the trouble. Absurdity, pointlessness, repetition, strange digressions ... and lots of bleakness ... why would anyone want to read these books? Yet, somehow, Beckett makes it work. It took me a while to get into his rhythms and humor, but once you 'get it' you'll never forget these books. They are simply devastating -- even if it's admittedly difficult to summarize what they are "about".