ANDY HEDGECOCK is entertained by a playful novel that embeds a fictional game at its heart
WHEN A Streetcar Named Desire premiered in New York in 1947, it was hailed as a sensation. It went on to become a 20th-century tour de force and as director Benedict Andrews demonstrates in this Young Vic production, it is an abiding masterpiece.
Its subtle updating is an astonishingly daring approach given writer Tennessee Williams’s precision in its original setting.
Although this production was in rehearsal before the playwright’s death, it allows us to pay homage to his life, suggests MARY CONWAY
MARY CONWAY revels in the Irish American language and dense melancholy of O’Neill’s last and little-known play
MARY CONWAY recommends a play that some will find more discursive than eventful but one in which the characters glow
MARY CONWAY is stirred by a play that explores masculinity every bit as much as it penetrates addiction



