It can be rather annoying to be ‘told’, by brochures and press quotes, that one is about to be exhilarated. It can inspire one, in fact, to prepare to cultivate indifference. Luckily, theatre critics keep open minds, and the full effect of Trilogy’s signature set piece — in which a large number of local ladies bare all and dance — is pretty darn spectacular.

Born just as the third wave of feminism began, Nic Green and company bring an enthusiasm to women’s liberation that is as spectacular as that dance. They spend much of the show in the nip, and this serves not to provoke eroticism, but to demonstrate that the female body is now free to be the vehicle with which to make art, rather than just ‘be’ art.

There are many artful passages, and if the piece errs, it is on the side of perhaps too many ideas that don’t flow as seamlessly as they might. What the production may lack in polish it more than makes up for in heart, and the fact that these young women are honouring the work of their foremothers, and taking it forward is, well, utterly exhilarating.