Theatre review – “Camino Real” by Tennessee Williams

A bit of a cult fave amongst Williams admirers – it was one of the few non-hits during his “hot” period, despite being directed by Elia Kazan, who later blamed this partly on some miscasting. But even had it been cast properly surely it was a bit too trippy to work. Some vivid images and scenes and it’s never boring, and bits of it have lingered. But it feels at times like it was written after Tennessee had a few to drink and too many beans the night before. Apparently you can divide writers into Arthur Miller fans or Tennessee Williams fans (like you can Sunset Boulevard vs Casablanca) – I think I’m Arthur Miller.