Broken Glass (play review)

Broken Glass a play by Arthur Miller, at the Briton ferry little theatre.
Set in Jewish community of New York of 1938, the play revolves around a disabled woman and her fear of the rising Nazis.

While the cast battled manfully on, this depressing play seemed to consist mostly of an screaming inchoerent crying woman and a shouting man. Sadly the male actors new york accent was even more dodgy than Mel Gibsons Scottish in brave heart. While the female lead, while very attractive was supposed to be 40 years old with a 20 year old son, curiously she couldn't have been more than 25 herself, so either bad casting or she reached puberty very early.

But by far the biggest let down was the lighting, the colours varied the light faded during the scenes, and to top it all as the curtains open for the cast to take their curtain call all the lights went out.
And one final observation, PLEASE get some better seats, after the best part of three hours on those I could hardly stand up, and they are too small as well, if you want to fold your arms the people each side of have to get up.