Life in a Glasshouse

No I’m not talking about Radiohead, for a change. But they would have loved the post-industrial setting of a show we went to on Friday, called The Glasshouse.

By a company called Kindle Theatre, it took place on the top floor of a deserted glass factory in Smethwick. It was unnerving from the start, when we were taken by an inexplicably functional industrial elevator to the seventh floor. From there we were plied with wine, led through a vetting process, chatted up by the cast and instructed about the manufacture of glass plates.

Fascinating and ambitious.