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Both actors seemed to me to be faultless. As Stephens’s writing requires, Prendergast is more nakedly emotional, yet never self-indulgent. It is the kind of acting where the technique is invisible and absolutely at the service of the characters it summons up. Afterwards it occurs to you the risk that has been taken: it is theatre that demands a strong emotion from the audience and any false note on the part of the writers, the actors or the director would make the whole thing collapse.