R-Mays-ing

When one writes a review, a letter, or indeed, anything, one assumes that whoever reads it will be able to make some of the connections in the argument himself; that he will not wilfully or through ignorance misunderstand what is being said. It would appear that I cannot make that assumption when I am writing to Mr Mays. Nevertheless, I refuse to indulge in an exposition of the argument of may last letter; it is explanatory, not withstanding Mr Mays comments. There is no common ground between us: his intention throughout is to prove me wrong rather than support any case of his own. Anyway, I find his assertions incoherent, despite the evident though not unaided, increase in his vocabulary. My final suggestion is that the cause of theatre — any theatre, anywhere - is better served by working with what is there, what exists, rather than by uninformed talk out of the vacancy of ideology or the frustration of individual designs.

Martin Edmond