Ages ago we booked tickets for a matinee performance of A Harold Pinter play, called ‘No Man’s Land’. We knew nothing about the play, and booked it purely for the actors. The idea of seeing Sir Patrick Stewart and Sir Ian Mckellan close up and locally in Brighton was too good to ignore.
Unfortunately, we should perhaps have found out more about the play before we booked. The performances were great, but the play itself was absurd. There was no real story and it wasn’t easy to work out what was going on – or what went on, once it had finished! It didn’t help that it was about 8 million degrees in the Theatre Royal.
