Rod Wooden's play about poverty in Newcastle broached the class divide with disconcerting realism I was a middle-class kid growing up in a very working-class city, Newcastle. It was a great place for theatre, with the Playhouse and Live theatre. The RSC visited every year and I have a distinct memory of Kenneth Branagh in Henry V, seeing rain on stage and properly drinking the theatre Kool-Aid. But if the RSC product…
SOURCE: The Guardian at 05:48AM on January 28, 2025