
You know the old story, right? How Hades kidnapped Persephone and that's how we have winter? And how Orpheus found his way into Hades through the power of his music to rescue Eurydice but failed at the last hurdle? Well, that's the starting point but this play fills in the details in a slightly different way.

In this telling of the old story Persephone is perpetually half-cut with a bottle of wine never far from her. I'd never thought of this before, the child of Ceres, goddess of summer and the harvest and her daughter is the recipient of that harvest of grapes and grain in the shape of booze. It was a nice touch. Even when in Hell, she has a handy hip-flask to share with the damned.
I was very impressed with the chorus who were bar-room buddies one moment and tormented souls in hell the next. A very disciplined group with some excellent and well practiced choreography. They really came into their own in the second half when the Olivier turntable stage came into it's own and the chorus were all over the place in synchronised movements. I also liked the three Fates, sassy and bossy by turns - I wouldn't want to run up against them.

I really enjoyed the show, the bluesy/folksy songs, the use of the Oliver stage and the re-telling of those old, old stories. It's come from small theatre New York and is set to head back to Broadway so enjoy it at the National Theatre while you can. I quite fancy going back again later in the run.
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