Along the way we are treated to spirited performances. The casual way Emer McDaid's Romaine Vole steals a cigarette from Sir Wilfrid tells us what a wrong'un she is and her accent is a master class in doing the quintessential European femme fatale. Joe McNamara's Leonard Vole is a man on the edge in more ways than one. Jonathan Firth's Sir Wilfrid is a master of words but it is his face that shows his torment when his courtroom victory turns out to be... anything but.
The performances are tip top. Never for a moment do you see Johnathan Slinger as anything other than this shambolic, stressed, impulsive and maladroit academic and Rosie Sheehy is a great find making the journey of the play from failing underconfident student to assertive and eloquent woman. Do not miss this play!
When I think back to the days of the 1997 Globe, I can see how far they have come and how adventurous the productions have become in this traditional space. But Lucy Bailey's Macbeth is the most innovative visually I have seen there.