| I was there last night as well. I found the first act to be beautifully done. Startling in its power, after the end of that act, I expected the next two acts to be equally as thrilling. They weren’t. In the first act, Anastasia Hille was a force to be reckoned with, reminding me of a young Diana Rigg or Emma Thompson. By the third act, she’d turned into a mediocre Tilda Swinton and all the electricity had gone out of the play. The trial framing device was like “Equus”-light but not as engrossing. I wanted to like Luke Treadaway, but he just never DID anything. I stayed awake and focused, but it became quite a slog. |
