There’s an evocative stage direction towards the end of Charlie Josephine’s play Cowbois, which opened last night at the Royal Court, when two characters have just shot the hell out of a saloon bar. “They stand together, guns smoking, looking f***ing cool”.
Josephine, who uses they/he pronouns, laughs when I bring it up. Cowboys, they say, were a bit of an obsession, growing up.
