Lyric, Belfast: The haunting publicity image is of three faceless women, swathed in plastic raincoats, standing in a gloomy underpass. And now we understand why. Lynne Parker's fascinating, Northern Ireland-inspired revival is dominated by the kind of flinty females who, for decades, kept the wheels turning while their men were away in prison, on bloody excursions or in the grave. But these are no ordinary women…
SOURCE: The Stage at 06:22AM on October 26, 2012