Royal Lyceum Theatre, EdinburghA thrilling script and clever set give these ancient tales a dazzling new charmA rustle of sweet papers and expectation in the auditorium. House lights dim. "Holy moley!" pipes a voice. All other exclamations are stilled by a strange howling. Two waist-high, rangy dogs lope onto the banner-fringed stage, bare but for a single bone. This causes contention. A snarling quarrel escalates in…
SOURCE: The Guardian at 03:33AM on December 3, 2017