Tobacco Factory, BristolThere is a sentimental myth abroad that if we could only minimise the role of these pesky directors with their quirky concepts, we could see Shakespeare whole. But, in spite of a strong central performance from John Shrapnel, Andrew Hilton's plain-text production at this much-praised venue leaves me craving the delights of an interpretative idea.Where are we? And who " as the la…
SOURCE: The Guardian at 01:29PM on February 16, 2012