It feels like only yesterday that I wrote of “the National Theatre’s triumphant return” with Death of England: Delroy, performed in the wake of the first lockd...
Embarrassingly, I had never seen a production of a Noël Coward play before Present Laughter. I had of course read some of his work, and heard of his undeniable...
I suppose I should preface this by telling you that I’ve experienced more or less nothing about either Harold Pinter, or his plays. I once saw a ten-minute chu...