Rhinoceros in the EIF is a cracking good production. The staging is superb, so imaginative in how the set mirrors the reduction of the human population to one solitary figure as more and more people gradually succumb to the epidemic and become rhinoceroses.  It's performed with panache and viewed simply as an entertainment on absurdist lines it's great fun.

That's how I enjoyed it, but I know the author's ideas and intentions were more profound.  There are many analyses available that bring those depths to the surface.  Here's a good one.

Ben Jonson's Volpone is revitalised and made palatable to a modern audience in Martin Foreman's production for The Grads.  The twists and turns of the plot in which various greedy Venetians try to outdo one another in currying favour with the allegedly dying Volpone, each having been assured by his tricksy servant Mosca that they will be the sole heir to his fortune, are ably directed and performed assuredly by a strong cast.

Everyone gets his comeuppance in the end of course, including Mosca and Volpone.

In beauty, the Grads other show, the protagonist, famous photographer Ty Jackson, doesn't.  But maybe there's no comeuppance to be had.  He's taking pictures of young girls but are the accusations of paedophilia warranted?

Claire Wood has written a believable story with well drawn characters and tight dialogue.  The show looks good.  The direction is sure-footed.  The cast are excellent.

It well deserves the three and four star reviews that have appeared on the web and in the press.