Last night my darling and I were at The Harold Pinter Theatre in London Village. Well, sort of. We were actually at Cinema City 112 miles away, drink in hand, watching the James Macdonald production of Edward Albee’s 3 hour violent, splenetic monument to hate and the destructive games people play. We admire the film version with Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton and couldn’t wait to see how Imelda Staunton interpreted venomous Martha. She does ok. Maybe she could improve the spit in George’s face: it was a bit girly. But for me Conleth Hill’s George was the more compelling character. Grab a ticket if you can.