LEO BOIX recommends a film that portrays how fascism feeds on ignorance, machismo and myth in isolated communities abandoned by the state
AFTER a student reunion, ex-lovers Alex and Jason, played with vulnerable intensity by Claire Price and Bo Poraj, return to their old flat.
In Moi Tran’s spot-on set design, it’s now a spare space of packed-up boxes, dodgy standard lamps and ghastly red carpet.
Their prevaricating and elliptical dialogue has another “character” in tow — or rather undertow — Alex’s menopause. This disorientating state is fantastically well conveyed by Price, who wants to sleep with Jason, not just for old time’s sake but to make her feel real.
JAN WOLF enjoys a British revival of the 1972 come of age farce/panto Pippin
Although this production was in rehearsal before the playwright’s death, it allows us to pay homage to his life, suggests MARY CONWAY
JAN WOOLF is beguiled by the tempting notion that Freud psychoanalysed Hitler in a comedy that explores the vulnerability of a damaged individual
MARY CONWAY revels in the Irish American language and dense melancholy of O’Neill’s last and little-known play



