Review: Trainspotting, King's Head Theatre
Within the first ten minutes of Trainspotting, I'd been hauled into a neon-pumping rave, witnessed full-frontal nudity and been called every expletive under the sun. Behind me a couple had left in apparent disgust and around me people were glancing down or laughing nervously into their drinks. Audiences are never entirely sure how to behave... Read more → The post Review: Trainspotting, King’s Head Thea…