I really liked the attitude of the show. I mean that beyond the skill of the performance, or even the mode of the performance, the core creative principle was that every person has an inner life, and that all these lives have value. Junction 8 was a dance-theatre piece about a motorway service station and the people who worked there or passed through it, all roles taken by two hardworking, quick-changing performers. It was divided into a series of acts – I suppose partly for costume changes – which kept the narrative taut and prevented boredom or overstatement. The dialogue was in verse, which was an odd decision, but somehow a right one, getting to the heart of what the characters experienced. It felt concentrated. It was a series of scenes picked for their dramatic value, chronological but not real time, which accumulated to form characters and a meaningful story. I know this is the norm for theatre, but in total theatre it’s at least worth a mention