WEEKEND EVENTS

(knowing full well that people are having difficulty finding ways to while away the time until exams)

THEATRE

Waiting for Godot, the event the expectation of which has enabled more than a few of us to take that next step through this winter's slush. Pozzo and the rest of Beckett's boys played by an all-Negro cast. Tonight is the second of ten, at the Shubert. (Mat. on Sattidy).

The Waltz of the Toreadors is an import from London, not Madrid. (The Spanish know better.) There is a lot of frank talk about sex, at the Colonial.

MOVIES

Baby Doll is less salacious than either its ads or the short on Reno which runs with it. It is not a comedy, but it is by Tennessee Williams. Based on Twenty-Seven Wagonsful of Cotton, there is rapine, conflagration, and Southern talk, at the Metropolitan. Opens at 9:40 in the morning, for those who really need distraction.

Teahouse of the August Moon has Marlon Brando, who speaks flawless Japanese. O-so, at Loew (State and Orpheum)

Lust for Life and The Young and the Passionate compete for the week's lurid titles. One is about Van Gogh and the other is about Italians, respectively at the Kenmore and the Brattle.

Mr. Hulot's Holiday provides several hours of quiet for those who have grown tired of talking to people in Widener. At the Strand.

For those skeptics who really think that movies aren't like life, the Keith Memorial is showing Bundle of Joy, which features Debbie Reynolds and Eddie Fisher in their first co-starring picture. There is humor, too, with Adolph Menjou as Daddy Fisher.

Edge of Hell is coming to the Beacon Hill.