A man and a tape recorder. A person in dialogue with himself, with his past.Krapp looks back on his once happier life as a writer. From his tape archive, in which he documents his life acoustically, he pulls out and listens to the tape that he discussed as a thirty-nine-year-old. Even then, he had listened to a tape interview with himself recorded ten years earlier. His life, a navel-gazing. His gaze, always back. If other of Beckett's figures dig back into the earth, Krapp digs into his own life rubble, leads a mole existence, recapitulates his life as an interlaced age. His older one sits in court over his younger self. A shrinking existence: the present is only a commentary on the past. Joachim Henschke in a solo masterfully composed by Beckett, which at times ironically and with great delicacy reflects the decision to dedicate life to art. Beckett's radical reduction has brought the theatre to the lowest possible denominator and thus to the greatest possible at the same time.