Harold Pinter passed away on Christmas Eve, this year, 2008.
I was shocked when I heard the news the other night. I have always loved Pinter's plays, and read a few of them at Uni as well.
I saw a student production of 'The Caretaker' at university when I was in my 1st year and it left a huge impression on me. His plays are characterised by awkward, as well as profoundly poignant silences, these absences of character speech were aptly coined "Pinter Pause". They brim with tension and anxiety, making the ordinary seem almost treacherous.
I right this post as my own small tribute to Harold Pinter and the enormous contribution that he has left to the world stage...PAUSE...