keeley hawes

“Now, what seems to be the problem?” chirps Keeley Hawes’ indefatigable 1940s GP and aspiring politician Iris to us at the end of the play. Errm, the play, obviously. Hours of soporifically muddled plotting, creaking dialogue, clunky exposition, extraordinarily wandering accents, pretentious staging, jarring projections and one cringingly am-dram marital tussle make the diagnosis simple. … Read more