Even the instruments are custom-cool, bare down to the bones like the skeletal relics of orchestras of the underworld. 

Steeped in meta-theatricality, A Mirror prompts us to reflect on the status of storytelling, of its place in creating a culture, its manipulation into myth, its power to prick and to prod.

 As I left the theatre, I heard another audience member describe the performance we’d just seen as “joyful”. Honestly, no other word encapsulates this production quite so well.