MAYER WAKEFIELD is entertained but let down by an audacious production that, sadly, doesn't ring true
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Till the Stars Come Down
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TO watch the National Theatre embracing a play set in Mansfield feels like the nearest thing we’ve seen to levelling up in a long time. And it’s a beautifully crafted piece.
This world premiere by Beth Steel is real, deeply engaging and so uproariously funny that when the hard truth bubbles intermittently to the surface, its devastating and hyperbolic impact hits with exaggerated force.
The play takes place at a family wedding between Sylvia and local Polish worker, Marek.
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