The Family Reunion
Donmar
Chicken
Hackney Empire
August: Osage County
Lyttelton
T.S. Eliot was in his fifties when he turned to the theatre. What’s amazing about his 1939 play, The Family Reunion, is its experimental verve and nonchalant risk-loving energies. Harry, a country squire, returns from eight years abroad to take possession of his estate. His wife has died in a mysterious cruising accident and Harry astounds his family by announcing that he shoved her overboard. Did he? Or is he in the grip of morbid fantasies? Eliot wants to marry several genres here, Gothic horror, country-house whodunnit, Greek tragedy and absurdist sketch-comedy and not all the play’s combinations are successful, but Jeremy Herrin’s production is undoubtedly stylish. Sam West is shrewdly cast as the heartless, delusional Harry, and he’s well supported by Penelope Wilton as the enigmatic super-intelligent Agatha and by Una Stubbs’s enjoyable mad-granny act as Ivy.
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