The Woman in Black
Let me start by saying that yesterday’s trip to see The Woman in Black wasn’t my first. Or my second. Or my third. According to my last count I think it was viewing number six. But I've never seen it in its West End home, never before sat three rows back from the stage, and not been for the last three years, so managed to justify another trip. The Woman in Black is one of those shows many people have seen; it’s got a (well-deserved) fantastic reputation, and is celebrating 25 years in the West End. Stephen Mallatratt’s adaptation of Susan Hill’s wonderful novel manages to maintain the tension and atmosphere of the original tale and delight and terrify audience after audience. I feel like it’s one of those shows you have to see to understand its impact. When I tell people it’s effectively two men and a wicker basket, and really scary, I can see why some just look a little confused. But the way this script is put together, and the way that combines with sl...