Ali, 14, wants to be a criminal lawyer, but also to go to the US and be famous. Callum adores wrestling but doesn’t think there’s a future in it – he’s a reader, not a fighter. Ierum wants to make the world a better place, but first she has got to concentrate on the tricky art of switching friendship groups. And Annabella, well, she suspects we’re on the verge of the apocalypse. And she might not be wrong.
If you set out to create a dozen teenagers with whom to hang out with for three hours, you’d struggle to write a more heart-stealing bunch than those in Our Generation. And since this is a play by Alecky Blythe, master of verbatim theatre, there is nothing fabricated about them at all – these are real young people, followed across five years of their lives, captured from hundreds of hours of interviews and rendered with immaculate observation by a brilliantly charismatic cast in Daniel Evans’ production.
