‘Where now? Who now? When now?’ The three questions with which Samuel Beckett’s The Unnamable (1953) opens are, for good reason, generally seen as pertaining to the individual who utters them, that residual figure beyond or beneath the various ‘vice-existers’, from Belacqua to Malone, who populate Beckett’s earlier novels. These questions might no less pertinently be applied, however, to Beckett’s œuvre as a whole. Where, if anywhere, does that œuvre belong within modern literary history? Should it be seen as part of European ‘high’ modernism, alongside the works of Proust, Joyce and Pound, on each of whom Beckett wrote appreciatively in the late 1920s and early 1930s? Or is Beckett’s place more properly within the fold of literary postmodernism, alongside writers such as Jorge Luis Borges (with whom he shared the Formentor Group’s International Prize in 1961), Vladimir Nabokov and Italo Calvino? Or should one resist the homogenising urge, and instead break down Beckett’s œuvre - produced, as it was, over a period of sixty years - into a series of more or less discrete phases? Taking this latter approach, one might, for instance, identify an early, modernist phase, epitomised by Beckett’s first, Joyce-indebted novel, Dream of Fair to Middling Women (written in 1931–2), and a later, postmodernist phase, initiated in Watt and continuing in the postwar novels Molloy, Malone Dies, The Unnamable and the plays, commencing with Eleutheria and Waiting for Godot. Or are all such attempts to locate Beckett within one or more literary movement not only futile, but in principle wrongheaded? Is his œuvre perhaps best understood as sui generis - as Beckett himself suggests all genuine art must be, when, in his ‘Homage to Jack B. Yeats’ (1954), he claims that the true artist (who ‘stakes his being’ in his work) belongs to no tradition, and is quite simply ‘from nowhere’ (Dis 149) - an inexplicable manifestation of the all-too-human need to express?