Recommended by Paul Donnelly

Funny, dark and regrettably true to life, Sh*t Train rises to dizzying heights as the hoops through which the Supervisee must jump are also raised. The almost laconic dialogue illuminates the true nightmare of this workplace with subtlety and craft.

A Beckettian meditation on guilt and responsibility, on the arbitrariness of fate, and on the need for connection, with a dazzling coup de theatre ending. The only thing better than reading this play would be seeing it produced.

A touching exploration of a unique strategy for dealing with unimaginable loss. The seemingly mysterious narrative draws us in subtly and builds to a devastating reveal. It is heartening to see Mark and Jen remain connected despite their grief and guilt.

Our playwright doesn't recognize the many levels of narcissism that he embodies, a source of the vibrant, weird humor that propels this piece. His nonchalance about extraordinary aspects of his narrative ls employed to delirious effect. Perhaps we should all reconsider even giving curtain speeches lest we inadvertently reveal too much of ourselves!

This innovative work offers such rich characters in such a claustrophobic and horrific environment. It doesn't just make use of digital technology, it makes digital presentation integral to the narrative. The compelling social commentary includes the horrors and moral issues raised by a plague, the phenomenon of Ace-erasure, and the ethics of scientific research, all woven naturally into the events of the play. This unique work pushes forward the entire notion of what a play can be.

Both riotous and touching, Tracy Jones offers delicious physical comedy, funny dialogue and moments of devastating character revelation. The play illustrates E.M. Forster's famous dictum, "only connect."

A touching exploration of a lonely, lost soul's last effort at reaching out to relieve their loneliness. The setting is resonant and the mystical elements intriguing. I was left with much to ponder.

Who knew ennui could be so entertaining? Seymour adroitly demolishes the stock characters and hoary conventions of the good old-fashioned living room play.

Oh my god. Oh my god! OH MY GOD! What an exhilarating and profoundly tasteless comic tour de force. It's hard to type this recommendation because I'm still shaking with laughter. To offer any kind of description would take away the joy of discovery and this work is a joy to discover.

Devastating. Riveting from the smallest finely-observed details to the chilling larger point. This powerful monologue illuminates the devastation wrought by the Dobbs decision and the human cost that has ensued and will ensue.