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Have I None
by Edward Bond
Golden Goose Theatre, Camberwell
IT IS rather telling that in the video interview that follows Four Point Theatre’s production of Have I None, Edward Bond admits that he had to go back and read the play as “he’d forgotten it.”
To be fair to him, he is now in his late eighties and has written well over 40 plays in an unparalleled career which has led some to call him Britain’s greatest living dramatist.
Considering the depth of his canon, the decision to stage Have I None in isolation is a slightly puzzling one.
Originally part of an early 2000s trio known as The Chair Plays, this short play has flashes of intrigue, but feels more like sketch than a fully realised work.
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