One sad moment (a cancelled TheatreSports show) meant I could get to The Baxter last night for The Brothers Size, and I am so glad I did. I must confess that I had been harbouring a nasty case of “Why does an overseas production get all the attention?” but I needed to check it out for myself. And (aside from the peanut gallery of Monday night audience cellphone, weird lady who hmm’ed at everything that was said and sweet obsessed group behind us) I am so totally delighted I experienced it.

The people. Written by Tarrel Alvin McCraney (who apparently wrote the script at the age of 23). Directed by Timothy Bond. Performed by Joshua Elijah Reece, Rodrick Covington and Sam Encarnación.

The Brothers Size is a small story about the relationship between two real brothers; the divergent paths their lives take because of their characters and circumstance, and the sacrifices they make for each other. Three young actors transform the space, take us into their world, and perform their hearts out, without losing a beat, without the tension flagging, without a muscle relaxing. These characters are right there for the audience to taste, smell and experience, and love.

This is a story told in poetry narration, dialogue, simple spoken stage direction, song, movement and light. Its rhythms are African drum, its heart is a Springsteen song, its body is an athlete, its emotions are all family and longing and nostalgia and heartache.

These actors are so good. They take their work damn seriously. They are gorgeous and committed and passionate, and fit and strong and focussed. And it is a pleasure to watch them in this work.