I thought this is virtually impossible. So yes, I’ll do it,” says Ruth Wilson with a laugh and a wide smile. She is talking about her new role in The Human Voice, which opens at the Harold Pinter Theatre on 22 March. But she might as well be offering a mission statement for her entire career.
In Jean Cocteau’s play she conducts a 60-minute monologue on the telephone to her departing lover. We don’t see him or hear him. “I just walk around the room, talking to myself. It’s really hard. I think it’s going to be quite a weird meditative thing.”
