In a less than glowing review of Faust’s classic sale of his soul to the devil, the British newspaper the Guardian‘s reviewer says the problem is that today’s audience no longer fears hell.
“It’s not often that, on a balmy summer’s evening, one finds oneself willing night to fall,” writes Brian Logan. “But this Doctor Faustus needs a helping hand with sepulchral atmosphere. Matthew Dunster’s production has its charms, including Paul Hilton’s vain Faustus, some strong set pieces and an amusing clown in Pearce Quigley – but it musters little by way of divine terror. You leave feeling you have plumbed the contents of the theatre’s wardrobe department, not the depths of the spiritual abyss.”
“The problem is partly that we don’t believe in hell any more.”