Fifty years on, Tom Stoppard’s absurdist tragicomedy is back in the theatre where it had its professional premiere, and still just as dazzlingly virtuosic. If some of its gags, musings and metatheatrical tricks have since become overfamiliar through imitation, that’s surely testament to its enduring influence.
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