Simon
Stephens’ work is characterised by a sharp ear for dialogue, for his crisp
lines – succinct and almost entirely without padding – as much as by his finely-wrought characters and scenarios, which often teeter on the edge of an
abyss of their own making. His plays are scintillating, haunting, and sometimes
terrifying, but never dull. While his recent play Birdland
is certainly emblematic of his work, there seems to be a rather large vacuum or
personality-hole at its centre, which stops it from being truly engaging.