When watching the stage adaptation of any
book, especially one I’ve not read, there’s often a question lingering at the
back of my mind; would I appreciate this more, would I understand this better,
if I had? It’s a telling distraction, of course; arguably, any stage adaptation
should stand or fall on its own metaphorical feet as a work of theatre; if you
need to bring background information to make the experience work, it’s failed...