Saw it today. Sean Holmes brings a different and very effective staging to the play. The opening scenes are staged in a quality hotel room filling up a wide stage, with the bed as the focal point and a well-stocked minibar to the side. Then after the bomb goes off, all the fixtures and fittings disappear and the rest of the action is played out in darkness, around the bed, isolated against a backdrop of bare wooden joists, several of them damaged. Danny Webb portrays Ian as he should be played, haggard, dishevelled, his sardonic Yorkshire accent ravaged by alcoholism and lung disease. Lydia Wilson is a very convincing Cate, getting her fits spot on, and Aidan Kelly is suitably aggressive and crazed as the Soldier - with a hint of Irish accent. There's a couple of moments where Ian goes full-on naked but it fits in with the plot. The rape scene succeeds in being handled both realistically and tastefully - and, just beforehand, Ian and the Soldier are portrayed as almost being about to bond, before they fall out, setting up the denouement. A production that does the play full justice.
On my way out, one of the two young ladies in front of me said to her friend "The next time my brother calls me a big girl for not watching Saw..."