Why this is a golden age for Jewish theatre
My Jewish mother does not go to the theatre often. But when she does, she sees Fiddler on the Roof. She has seen it so many times she could understudy any character at a moment’s notice. In fairness she did attend a Pinter play once, but walked out at the first infamous Pinter Pause thinking it was the interval.Naturally she was ecstatic when the Open Air Regent’s Park theatre revived Fiddler last year, even more so when a transfer to the Barbican (which has just opened) was announced. Garlanded...
