You have to admire the grand scope of Ella Hickson’s long-gestating new play, which grapples with urgent ideas about this vital but declining resource amidst audacious magic realist time travel. Stretching from 19th-century Cornwall to a dystopian future, it’s DH Lawrence meets Black Mirror, by way of David Hare – anchored by insightful deconstruction of the mother/daughter relationship. If it becomes unwieldy in places, it’s still a rich and absorbing piece of work, and an all-too-rare female odyssey.
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