I hope there’s a time when we don’t feel that Alice Birch’s bold, blackly funny, uncompromising battle cry of a play is a necessary intervention. A time when we’re not reeling from – among many others – sexist Olympics commentary, relentless online attacks on women who dare to enter political debate, or the news that American swimmer Brock Turner served only three months in prison after raping an unconscious girl. A time when the play’s explosive anger and draining sadness isn’t met by our own.
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