This was a great translation by Mark Ravenhill of Brecht's tale of a mother who gets involved in politics when her son starts protesting. It's a touching tale and was performed in classic Brechtian style by the clever Steam Industry Free Theatre company.
The production was let down slightly by the dodgy music, the rather average electric guitar playing was anachonistic and didn't fit with anything else. I suppose this could have been a clever alienation technique? Hmmm.
The company is losing its funding next year which is a travesty because free theatre at The Scoop is a London gem and gets a really eclectic audience including people who might never pay to see something like Brecht. But that is what happens when bastards vote in a government of bastard tory bastards including an idle rich bumbling tory bastard mayor of London who naturally would rather reserve the arts for people who can afford £50 tickets.
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