Lloyd Evans Lloyd Evans

Enjoyable in spite of the National’s best efforts: Under Milk Wood reviewed

Plus: a play that would have delighted Quentin Crisp at the Southwark Playhouse

The punishing new preamble to the National Theatre's new production of Dylan Thomas's Under Milk Wood. Image: Johan Persson

Before the National Theatre produced Dylan Thomas’s Under Milk Wood they had to make a decision. How could they stuff this dazzling, rapturous comic tone-poem with misery and pain? The policy at the NT is that ticket holders must endure a play rather than enjoy it. They had four options.

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