There is a curiously poignant atmosphere in the auditorium as we settle down for Knee High’s latest offering to the Bristol Theatre scene. Admittedly, this probably has a lot to do with the quality of the set; a hauntingly vaudevillian cross between a jungle-gym and an art installation, redolent with half-hidden possibilities and mysteries fixtures, as though Salvador Dali had decided to have a stab at designing a jungle-gym. Adding to the pathos, however, is the knowledge that this is also the final act, as it were, of Emma Rice, one of the leading lights in one of Britain’s best loved theatre companies, and expectation mounts.
