Review by Ann Dierikz:

Having seen Mametz with a bus load of fellow friends, I feel completely compelled to write and tell you all about the most amazing piece of production, for I fear 'Theatre' does not do it justice, I have ever witnessed.

Theatre implies sitting in rows and watching a play. Mametz is not that. From arriving in a field and seeing fleetingly a young lad run by in WW1 uniform, you are engrossed and engaged. The walk through the trenches, the casual uniformed men laying on benches writing letters home, Skyping … it was surreal ..yet real….. The onslaught of your senses followed swiftly with a bombardment of prose, play, imagery and smells…. smells of dust and well… I was, for 2 and a quarter hours transported to a trench, near Mametz Wood with a group of young men who waited to venture to certain death.