Heroin. What did I expect to see in a show about heroin addicts? Some skangers banging up, robbing their grannies for a few quid, making a mess of things and coming to a nasty or sad or messy end. Did I get that? No. Heroin was very different to that. It was almost a play about actors playing heroin addicts. Maybe that’s what it was, I wasn’t sure when they were playing addicts and when they were playing the actors playing addicts. I saw this on Wednesday evening and I am still unsure as to whether or not I enjoyed it. “Enjoy” is probably the wrong word. I was hooked on their words, on their action. I took out my notebook to take notes but I wrote nothing, not one word. Although at times it was violent, loud and aggressive, I couldn’t look away. The seven people who left at … There’s more →