With little more than three performers, two masks and an accordion, Theatre ad Infinitum created a show of real beauty and wordlessly told a tale of universal appeal. Following a couple through the initial excitement of courtship, inevitable arguments, personal tragedies and old age the cast never faltered and hit each beat, both physical and emotional, with clockwork precision. If there’s any fault it might be that the World War II scenes, though powerfully staged, were structurally at an odd point and slightly undercut the emotional flow which otherwise was immaculate. However this is a minor quibble in an astonishing production that cannot fail to move. You’re unlikely to find a better piece of theatre in the Fringe this year.
The Warren, 15 May