‘A deeply poignant, raffishly comic, emotion-charged study of the gulf between parents and children and the anguish of approaching death… Beckett, the poet of terminal stages, inevitably comes to mind. What instantly moves one is Pinter’s image of a man confronting death in a spirit of rage, fear and uncertainty… The piss-taking Pinter humour and the undercutting of verbal pretence are all there. But what makes this an extraordinary play is that Pinter both corrals his familiar themes – the subjectiveness of memory, the unknowability of one’s lifelong partner, the gap between the certain present and the uncertain past –…

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