Irish plays seem to be the rage at the moment on Sydney stages - this isn't a bad one, a sort of combination of kitchen sink and
The Seventh Seal/
The Devil and Daniel Webster. It's got about a one act play's worth of story, and feels padded. There's some skilled dialogue and the performance I saw at the Darlinghurst Theatre had some terrific acting. I couldn't help wishing it was done by Irish actors in Ireland - some plays feel as though they need to be seen in their natural habitat (e.g. ones that aren't strong on story) and this is one of them.
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