'I like London. I like the pavements. I like to walk out my door and not sink up to my tits in primordial sludge.'
A comedy thriller from the author of the Olivier Award-winning Jerusalem.
West waits in a burnt-out farmhouse, on Dartmoor, in the depths of winter, for two associates from the city. The wine has been poured and the revolver loaded. But who is waiting upstairs?
Jez Butterworth's play The Winterling was first performed at the Royal Court Theatre, London, in 2006.
