Film

National Theatre Live: Medea

Name: National Theatre Live: Medea
Genre: Drama, Fantasy
Released: 2014
Cast: Helen McCrory, Michaela Coel, Dominic Rowan, Danny Sapani, Clemmie Sveaas

Drama
Very dark

Helen McCrory's Medea is a searing 90-minute plunge into ancient fury recorded from the National Theatre stage. It's classical drama stripped of pageantry—intimate, brutal, hypnotic. McCrory finds the cold calculus beneath the passion: a woman weaponizing her own love against the man who discarded her. Extraordinary if you can sit with moral devastation.

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