Atop a lonely rock, by the side of a dirt road, in an indeterminate, inhospitable expanse, sits a beggar. Along the very same dirt road comes a man, a bag of apples slung around his neck, dragging behind him a tremendously heavy coffin by a rope. Neither of them seem to know who it’s for. Neither are in a rush to find out; they know that they both will, in time. Such is the general futility of things, such as they are... there’s supper to be had in the meantime.
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“It’s been a long time since I have seen a performance that was this good.”
Fringereview
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“if I never see Deuteronomy again it will be the tragedy of my life”
Cherwell Newspaper
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“Charlie Thurston’s script ebbs and flows just as a good absurd piece should, the writing is so good it could even be mistaken for Beckett”
Theatre Weekly
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“Funny and distinctively Beckettian, Deuteronomy is about everything and nothing.”
Broadway World
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Everything Theatre
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TPH Reviews
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