The West End is clogged with artery-hardening warhorses, so fringe is the saviour of ingenuity – specifically the Southwark Playhouse, where – once you get past the overpowering reek of the mildewed walls and the rumble of trains – Jerry Hermans’ legendary flop has been turned into something dark and glittering.
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Published on August 14, 2012 00:40