The Review: Leaving aside any implausibilities, John Boyne’s book is exceptionally important. The film that followed was decent enough. And this theatre adaptation?
The set’s suitably sparse and there’s a nicely choreographed scene during which Bruno escapes from his house and discovers the barbed wire of Auschwitz. Aside from those pluses, there is little else to praise. It’s episodic, plodding and the acting ranges from awfully wooden to just about bearable.
Worst of all, it’s so dull and emotionless I ended up wishing for that terrible last scene to arrive when a successful production would have left the audience dreading it coming.
The Verdict: Such important material deserves better than this.