I don't think the Beckett estate knew. *g* I don't think anybody knew, because we had the smallest audiences I ever performed for in my years of amateur theatre. The director was a professional Equity man who for some reason wanted to do this amateur production, which he was not supposed to do, according to union regs, and he also thought he could "improve" upon Beckett by throwing in a lot of four-letter words. My parents did not allow me to see or hear any of the show beyond the (heavily lesbian subtextual) scenes I was in. It was, altogether, one of the more traumatic experiences of my childhood.