Set against the decayed elegance of a house in London's Hampstead Heath, in No Man's Land two men face each other over a drink. Do they know each other, or is each performing an elaborate character of recognition? Their ambiguity-and the comedy-intensify with the arrival of two younger men, the one ostensibly a manservant, the other a male secretary. All four inhabit a no man's land between time present and time remembered, between reality and imagination-a territory that Pinter explores with his characteristic mixture of biting wit, aggression, and anarchic sexuality.
"An oblique comedy of menace, unsettling, exquisitely wrought and written . . . a complex excursion into the by now familiar Pinter world of mixed reality and fantasy, of human worth and human degradation."
New York Times
"By turns funny, scary, and resonantly poetic . . . one of the handful of indisputable modern classics that Pinter has written, and a piece that will haunt and tantalise the memory."
Daily Telegraph
"Very tightly constructed . . . [Pinter's characters are] great comic creations, treading effortlessly the knife-edge line that Pinter has drawn for them between the funny and the sinister."
