I suppose if you stage as many shows as the Finborough does, themes will start to
emerge in the programming, whether intentionally or not - I'm guessing "the theatre
that stages plays with menacingly symbolic foxes" isn't a tagline they'll be putting
on the posters, but after
Foxfinder and
We Know Where You Live there's a sense of
déjà vu when the animals turn up again in
Run The Beast Down.
Director-turned-writer Titas Halder offers up a long monologue for Charlie (Ben
Aldridge,) an obnoxious city trader and hipster who, in the opening scene, loses his
job and his girlfriend in quick succession. In seven chapters told out of
chronological order, he tells us about how things started to fall apart both at work
and in his relationship; and once he's stuck at home with nothing to do, his
breakdown takes the form of an obsession with the foxes screaming outside at night.
