And in the case of the Prices, they are sitting on a landmine of home truths which are detonated during this two-hour work.
This play’s success lies in crafting a family that every audience member can relate to: parents who sacrifice their own ambitions for their childrens’ future; the son coming to terms with his gender identity; the daughter trying not to become her mother.
It is beautifully choreographed, stamped with Frantic Assembly’s signature physical style, and is equally well-acted.
Particular praise goes to Matthew Barker as Mark, who played his transition into a woman with integrity, and Kirsty Oswald as youngest daughter Rosie, the glue keeping the family together.
Her final monologue brought a tear to my eye – and I was not alone, judging by the sniffing that could be heard in the theatre.
My only quibble was a lack of Australian accents given the antipodean setting, but it did not dampen the emotional impact of the play.
Until Saturday, November 26.