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Set the scene: a Monday evening in grey, dreary Dublin. It’s lashing rain, your tummy is full post-Bunsen Burger. What better time could be afforded to watching a play set around a wake? In keeping with the Abbey’s prominence in promoting Irish theatre, Come On Home – which has just finished a run at its sister Peacock Theatre – brings together exciting names from the Dublin theatre scene for a play with discernible Irish themes.
A sharp and unflinching play which deals with sundry deep-rooted issues of our time and our country.
Colin Richmond’s set design is perfect: the scene of every Irish grandmother’s floral, faded living room. Anderson, no doubt riding the wave of Dublin Oldschool’s success in the cinema, shines as naive, ernest, tough-guy baby brother Ray. His presence is electric, with bouncing rapport with Kathy Rose O’Brien as girlfriend Aoife. Michael’s monologues are captivating. The character is played with depth appropriate to the complexities of his unseen past, away from home in Maynooth seminary and the underbelly of LGBTQ London. McMahon’s script is sharp and witty, showcasing the best of the Irish vernacular if not the best side of us. The poetic melody of patois such as “making a haims of it” and lines such as “memory lane is a fucking dual carriageway now” keep the sombre storyline from overwhelming the audience.
While the second act perhaps over-extended its climax slightly, with two deeply moving denouements and storylines, overall Come On Home is a superb rendering of modern Ireland’s dealing with its inherited lot. Perhaps the play could have been strengthened with a deeper focus on one reveal, although one appreciates that life doesn’t always just have one problem. It is a poignant, important play which serves as a reminder of this country’s secrets, of the unspoken Catholic guilt that still lurks beneath, , and how an artistic medium like theatre can serve to ask probing questions.
Come On Home ran at the Peacock Theatre 13 July – 4 August 2018.