
Lemons Lemons Lemons
Harold Pinter Theatre
IF I’d read this play before I saw it, I’d never have tipped it for the West End stage… which just goes to show what the charm and star quality of two handsome actors can do.
Heartthrob Aiden Turner of Poldark fame smiles and strolls his way through a deceptively tight and skilful performance as if he’s wearing a pair of cosy slippers, while Jemma Coleman (of Doctor Who and Victoria) keeps us on our toes with her easy physicality and warmth in this fast-moving, multi-scene bonanza. For the audience it feels like a private evening in the company of beautiful people, which is, it seems, sufficient to make it the blockbuster it is.
The play by Sam Steiner hinges on one single, frankly absurd, idea: that the government has, for some inexplicable reason, passed a law that rations language. 140 words is the daily limit per person. If this is enforceable, I’d like to know how.



