JOHN McINALLY welcomes a rigorous class analysis of the history and exploitation of sectarianism by the Scottish ruling elite

Alterations
National Theatre, London
WHEN a rarely revived play from yesteryear is brought back to life it always begs the question — why now? In the case of Michael Abbensetts’ 1978 work Alterations the answer is clearly “legacy,” but is that enough to warrant such a revival?
Walker Holt (Arinzé Kene) is a man on a mission and it is all hands to the seams in his “not exactly Yves Sant Laurent” Carnaby Street garment modification shop. Mr Nat (Colin Mace), a Jewish forefather of the profession, has called on him to alter hundreds of pairs of trousers within 24 hours, and with a desire to be “the king of the garment jungle,” Kene’s Walker sets about it with frantic fervour.
Caught in the cross-stitch of his aspirations are “wife, just” Darlene (Cherrelle Skeete), subsidiary business partner Buster (Gershwyn Eustace Jnr), the flamboyant and charming Horace (Karl Collins) and sharp upstart Courtney (Raphel Famotibe).

MAYER WAKEFIELD is gripped by a production dives rapidly from champagne-quaffing slick to fraying motormouth


