Harry Clarke review: Billy Crudup is mesmerisingly magnificent in riotously rude romp | Theatre | Entertainment
“Who am I?” screams the sobbing man, desperately alone on stage, apart from a deck chair and side table. It’s a gut-punchingly powerful moment, beautifully delivered, in a show that is primarily a light-hearted, frequently hilarious, romp through some disturbingly dark themes. The paradox lies at the heart of what works and doesn’t work in … Read more
