A brand new comedy about science and ethics by "a new young dramatist
of exceptional wit and promise for the future" - Daily Telegraph"No,
really, who needs evolution when you have plastic surgery?"Malibu,
California. The present.Charles Darwin has wound up in a beach house
overlooking the Pacific with a girl young enough to be his daughter. One
hundred and forty-five years have passed since the publication of The
Origin of Species, and over a hundred and twenty years since Darwin's
own death.But his peace is rudely disturbed when his old friend Thomas
Huxley washes up on the beach, closely followed by the Bishop of Oxford.
Darwin suddenly finds himself entangled in a sparkling comedy of life
and death, love and loss, and the sex lives of hermaphroditic barnacles.
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