Lucy Kirkwood's new script-in-hand play exploring the rise in violence towards women.
Performed by four different casts, this new work, directed by Vicky Featherstone, is an expression of grief in the wake of a litany of violent attacks against women - such as the horrific murders of Sarah Everard and Sabina Nessa.
The culminative effect is as devastating as a punch to the solar plexus. We know all this stuff ... Yet to see the ills that underlie and allow them woven together into such a powerful drama is still shocking.
Kirkwood has described it as “a howl” – which feels like a proportionate response. This is only the second time in 20 years in the stalls that I and another critic (female) have clutched each other in fright.