It's a reviewer's unkind luxury to moan about having to sit through yet another performance of Elgar's Cello Concerto simply to hear a rarer work; there will always be audience members, especially among the 5000 in the Royal Albert Hall, who'll never have heard the work live.
You’re not going to catch Alan Ritchson playing King Lear at Stratford or doing Noël Coward at Chichester, but as an implacable warrior for truth, justice and the American way – or what was once supposed to be the American way – he’ll be a hard act to follow.
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