What? You haven't heard of Gavin Ahearn? Does that mean he's not such an eminent pianist? Uh-uh. It means he's been enjoying favour, for the best part of the last decade, overseas.
This fascinating play is a tight character drama with a simple yet captivating plot that deals with basic human foibles in a time of rising social and religious conservatism.
Neil LaBute’s fatalistic view of the sense of futility and rage that exists among the underclasses of suburban America provides an interesting, though unsettling, night in the theatre.
A gifted embroider of words, Friel combines soft lyricism and hard meaning in his play, a tragical comical historical pastoral on a spree and spoiling for a spirited spar.
In the care of Pinchgut Opera’s director, Erin Helyard, this music, formulaic as it indeed is in some respects, sprang off the page into an experience rich in emotions.
Contradiction, conundrum, conflict, racism, misogyny and homophobia run through this play like a main circuit cable snaking through a moral minefield of explosive allegation.