Lloyd Evans Lloyd Evans

Lacks any air of mystery, foreboding or darkness: Macbeth, at the Globe, reviewed

Plus: God of Carnage by Yasmina Reza is the play that everyone wishes Harold Pinter had written

Why does Max Bennett's Macbeth dress like James Bond? Photo: Johan Persson

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