Hard to tell about the quality of the play, because the production was so dreadful. Just when I started to feel a flicker of interest in what was going on, there'd be an interminable scene change: that black curtain would come down and I'd be sitting in the dark listening to over-amped rock music, looking at projections telling me that Nick Mason played tympani and cymbals on WELCOME TO THE MACHINE.
Shame on Trevor Nunn. Shame on Stoppard for allowing it.
"If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about the answers." Thomas Pynchon, GRAVITY'S RAINBOW
"Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn't go away." Philip K. Dick
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