With the first script, legendary theater director Richard Eyre gave us…exactly the same thing. Government medical advisor Sir Neil Marriott (Vincent Franklin) throws a sumptuous dinner for his last and knight’s birthday.
He’s a cocky northern man who’s done a fine job, and has adorable kids Hugo (Patrick Walsh McBride) and Sarah (Grace Hugh Robinson) a Tory pedophile and a grumpy teenager from Extinction Rebellion.
The waiting crew includes a painful 2D Irish girl who swears, sings and drops lame one-liners.
Only Catering Director Florence (the powerful Amanda Bright) brings any depth or humanity as she seeks closure from Sir Neill for a terrible past mistake.
With most of the characters and so much acting between parodies and cliches, I wish they called them all the way to sarcasm and have some fun.
Instead, everyone is meaningless squabbling about Brexit, race, covid plus class virus, political divisions and generations – when they’re not wasting time by slowly setting the table.
On purpose, Sir Nell tells, that the problem of her generation is that they say everything and do nothing. Oh irony. Doctor and playwright, heal yourselves.
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