The Last Unicorn

Sean Campbell’s lights and Jeanne Jones’s costumes have a childlike, guileless simplicity. Their palettes are plain but striking: the stage bathed in red, a white rose standing in for a unicorn’s horn. As any good fantasy should, the designs, and the production, allow room for the audience’s imagination.

Ed Rutherford’s adaptation was both imaginative and loyal. His neat excision of extraneous plot points honed the author’s boundless vision without constraining it, bringing hidden themes into bold relief. Never condescending, the show was nonetheless appropriate for children as well as adults, those who have grown with the story, and those lucky enough to experience it for the first time.