Tag: Hannah Hutch

A whole lot of post-apocalyptic hurly-burly and sadly not much more besides – the National Theatre’s Macbeth really…

“If I were a man you’d call me rogue; let us do with whore, liar, thief, cunt”…

“If she’s innocent, we’re simply sending her to God early” The most powerful image of Jane Wenham:…

“No mistake no mister no missed her no mist no miss no” As my dear Aunty Mary…

“An everlasting funeral marches round your heart” On paper, this latest incarnation of The Crucible at the Old…