Many thoughts ran through my mind during Tim Etchells’ “That Night Follows Day ”. This is dense, rich material that I’m going to be digesting for a long time. One thing is certain: I’ll probably never see children the same way, or forget what complex people they are.
Random thoughts (spoiler alerts, etc.):
Most of the time, it felt like the (largely adult) audience was on trial and the children were presenting their indictments. Etchells has messed before with the typical theatre form in which people come