MAYER WAKEFIELD is entertained but let down by an audacious production that, sadly, doesn't ring true
SET on Midsummer’s Eve in Sweden— a time for partying, rule-breaking and indulging in the forbidden — August Strindberg described his 1888 play Miss Julie as “a naturalistic tragedy.”
Immersed in a world where the lower orders and the ruling classes co-exist in a seemingly perpetual dependency, his most popular work homes in on a fateful night in an aristocratic home, where madness is in the air and the servants revel in abandon.
During it, the upper-class Miss Julie — in a story that almost tells itself — rocks the social code to its foundations when she seduces the handsome valet Jean.
MARY CONWAY is disappointed by drama that, despite accomplished performances, cannot overcome an unfocused script
MARY CONWAY admires a brave and topical study of Armageddon that is, unfortunately, unable to come to a conclusion
MARY CONWAY becomes impatient with the intellectual self-indulgence of Tom Stoppard in a production that is, nevertheless, total class
Although this production was in rehearsal before the playwright’s death, it allows us to pay homage to his life, suggests MARY CONWAY


