(Matt Wolf’s article appeared in The New York Times, 11/20; via Pam Green.)
LONDON — Maybe it’s the advent of winter in a city that gets dark at 4 p.m., but the London stage of late is laying on darkness with a vengeance, offering up body parts on skewers and illicit love gone awry.
Those are just two of the frisson-generating qualities of “'Tis Pity She’s a Whore,” the Jacobean charnel-house of a play that has arrived in a lively new production at the Sam Wanamaker Playhouse, the new indoors theater that opened this year at Shakespeare’s Globe. If you want a polite evening, look elsewhere; eye-gouging, incest and more are the name of the game here.