Having read the fantastic reviews of "Girl From the North Country", my Canadian sister and I rushed to buy tickets as the highlight of our final night in London. We have been avid theatre goers all our lives and had already seen two fabulous West End performances earlier that week. What a disappointment! Ours seem to be voices crying in the wilderness, but we found the play monotonous, depressing, and the casting inappropriate. The mother suffering from dementia looked younger than her own son! Fortunately, the first act was very short, we cut our losses and headed back across the river. This is only the second time in our long lives that we have disliked a play so much that we could hardly wait for the Interval to make our escape. Obviously, we must have missed something?
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