Ouch

Poor Arthur Miller. This is the kind of review you can do without:

"It is the most terrible embarrassment. Who could possibly thought it a kindness to stage a play that can only do grievous damage to the dramatist‚Äôs posthumous reputation? … I doubt whether the Old Vic has seen quite such a fiasco since Peter O‚ÄôToole gave his notorious Macbeth at this address 25 years ago. This is a production for the kind of people who slow down and gawp when passing a car crash. Altman‚Äôs direction clunks and many of the cast seem downright apologetic about their lines ‚Äì that is on those occasions when they can remember them. I have rarely seen a professional production in which there was such a stiff awkwardness about so much of the acting, as if almost all those on stage fervently wished they were somewhere, anywhere, else."

Clive Davis chuckles.