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A tangle of nonsense from the sloppy Caryl Churchill: A Number, at the Old Vic, reviewed

Plus: the story of Wuthering Heights vanishes beneath a cascade of songs, dances and video clips from Emma Rice at the National Theatre

Paapa Essiedu in A Number at The Old Vic. Image: Manuel Harlan
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  • A Number

    Old Vic, until 19 March

  • Wuthering Heights

    Lyttelton Theatre, until 19 March

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