It’s a brave man who calls his play 13.
The opportunities for easy gags (who us?) are almost irresistible.
But then this is the Mike Bartlett who bravely presented his Cock at the Royal Court two years ago which led to much unseemly schoolboy giggling from the back of the Whingers’ unruly class.
Imagine if he ever writes a play called Inch. We can only imagine the programme compilers having great fun debating the order of his writing credits.
So, inspired to defy superstition, the Whingers will present 13 reasons why you may (or may not) wish to fondle a rabbit’s foot in your pocket and visit the National Theatre. Read the rest of this entry »