Yes, I managed to get a ticket to ENRON. Actually it wasn't that impressive of me, as I booked as soon as it went on sale, so long before it opened in Chichester and became one of the most talked-about plays of the year. There's not much I can add to the many reviews so far except to say I pretty much agree: Writer Lucy Prebble and director Rupert Goold have managed to create an elaborate, often surreal and very entertaining show out of a financial scandal. Samuel West, Tim Pigott-Smith and Tom Goodman-Hill play the men at the heart of the company that set up a matrioshka doll of shells to disguise the fact that they weren't making any profits. There seemed to be a lot of Americans in the audience, who by the sounds of it were very familar with the real-life events, and they commented that West was uncannily like the real Jeffrey Skilling. The central cast are surrounded by a chorus of traders who regularly do musical or dance numbers that represent ENRON's changing fortunes, including a lightsabre fight to represent the company's stranglehold on energy in California. Sometimes bonkers, ultimately feeling like a modern-day tragedy, this is a great example of how to make an apparently dry and boring subject matter come to life on stage.
ENRON by Lucy Prebble is booking until the 7th of November at the Royal Court Jerwood Theatre Downstairs; this run is sold out but it transfers to the Noel Coward Theatre in January.