I didn’t like this play. The second in Arnold Wesker’s trilogy, following on from Chicken Soup with Barley. Maybe it’s more open than I allow, but it seems a very narrow work. It has the same central strength as Chicken Soup with Barley – the sense of detailed naturalism, of people’s lives laid out before us – but its weaknesses seem more obvious...or maybe I was just being more intolerant. Beatie Bryant returns to visit her family in Norfolk. They are poor agricultural workers. The link to Chicken Soup with Barley is that Beatie’s lover is Ronnie Kahn from the earlier work: he is due to join her in a couple of weeks to be introduced to her family. But Beatie has now come back as an outsider: she has taken on many of the values of Ronnie and constantly quotes his opinions on everything – but Beatie is in a mid way place, between her old family life and Ronnie’s life: notably her opinions don’t seem to be her own, always Ronnie’s. But I can’t help feeling that in this opposition of values Ronnie is signified as right, the Norfolk yokels as wrong. Ronnie is political, the Bryants are quietist, loyal to Tory authority; Ronnie listens to classical music, the Bryants to popular music – Ronnie is open to culture in a way that is beyond the Bryants (we hear that Beatie’s off stage sister has committed the ultimate sin...she has a T.V. set); Ronnie appreciates his environment, the Bryants take their rural surroundings for granted. This might well have appealed to the liberal theatre audience at the Royal Court, but most of today’s audience would, for instance, be more sympathetic to popular culture, and might have a greater sympathy for the Bryants. I certainly find the off stage Ronnie to be a self important know it all, lording it over Beatie. But can Roots be played in a more open way than I allow? (Or was Wesker less absolute in his values than I feel?) Beatie’s parents both have their say, both mocking Ronnie – or at least the Ronnie constantly being quoted by Beatie. Mrs Bryant obviously feels as though Beatie is constantly putting her down. So there are tensions to be worked through, our sympathies not necessarily reinforcing the values the play seemingly endorse. But then at the end Beatie finds her own voice and makes a big speech – and while she no longer quotes Ronnie and has found an independent viewpoint, I’m not sure what the difference is. Roots seems to me to be a very narrow work, perhaps now most interesting as a historical artefact illustrating many assumptions held by a certain faction of the left 60 years ago - a certain contempt for industrial, consumerist society and a presumption that it makes the working class quietist and non political.