Pulitzer-winning American playwright Annie Baker returns to the National – where The Flick was a quiet triumph in 2016 – with another work that is epic in form (three hours and change), but similarly spellbinding in its ability to draw an audience close. Though Baker flirts with horror tropes here, it’s not in service of big spooks or jump scares; instead, the smallest of interactions and realisations are writ large.
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