One of the best bits about Chimerica was the dialogue - it was sharp enough and didn't make the fatal mistake of assuming the audience was stupid (more than I can say for the latest production of Tennessee Williams's Sweet Bird of Youth, but that's an unfair comparison). The pace of the story hit the nail on the subject's head, and the story itself was heartbreaking, intellectually challenging and beautiful in a politically Bigger-Than-Thou way. It's on par with Les Miserables, without the OST, and you know how I like revolutions and people who fight for something because most people, it seems, possibly including me, have nothing to fight for.
Day tickets are £10 from the box office. Arrive at around 8.30a.m. and you'll almost be guaranteed a front-row seat. Watch it, love it, gush about it like I'm doing, and become a fan of Lucy Kirkwood.
Chimerica, Harold Pinter Theatre, showing until the 19th of October.
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