Stage Play script.
This exploration of family unity, loyalty and dishonesty is structured through three acts to use time as a clever ingredient of viewing, and attempting to predict, the future.
It depicts a typical upper middle-class family of the era, showing the inherent snobbery, their patchy understanding of the world they occupy, and how time and experience can fracture the internal relationships of a family. None of the characters is a monster, and none is a saint. Their levels of selfishness, self-satisfaction, ignorance, superficial charm, ambition and blindness reflect those of the society in which they exist.
In many ways, this is a play of its time. So much that it says has become common knowledge in the intervening years, which demonstrates Priestley’s prescience and contemporary observation.
It’s not a play I enjoyed, but I was engaged by the characters, as well-drawn as is usual with this playwright. A somewhat depressing play for me.
[Any review is a personal opinion. No reviewer can represent the view of anyone else. The best we can manage is an honest reaction to any given book.]