You have to look at me now and tell me I’m good, that this is good . . . That the bits of you that I can’t see are changed, charged, churned by the bits of me that you can’t see.
A moving and darkly comic remix of Shakespeare’s play told from the point of view of Joy, a person with dementia, who is living in an old memory of rehearsing King Lear.
Joy’s delicately maintained reality is upended by the arrival of her estranged son who, being cast as Cordelia, must find a way to speak his piece from within the...
You have to look at me now and tell me I’m good, that this is good . . . That the bits of you that I can’t see are c...