Alex Lowde’s imposing set, a shipping container in pale grey where the family sit on plastic crates and eat on their laps, takes us deep into the modern-day docks of Brooklyn, while his costumes, a mismatched collection of tracksuits and tight tops, suggest the poverty that has beset generations of immigrants since the play’s debut in 1955.
Jemima Levick’s superb production sets Arthur Miller’s tale of family, immigration, poverty and passion in the modern-day Brooklyn docks.
But when Mark Holgate’s Eddie Carbone emerges from the onstage shower, his torso glistening as he steps out in his boxers, you do fear for his niece’s safety.
It happens early enough in Jemima Levick’s thrilling production – her debut as the Tron’s artistic director – to leave some doubt.
Of course, in Michael Guest’s Rodolpho, as tough as he is emancipated, and Reuben Joseph’s Marco, no-nonsense and principled, we see the familiar drive of the migrant for a better future.