First World War remembrance plays have not exactly been thin on the ground recently. But this admirable reminder by the Finborough's Neil McPherson of one of the war's lesser known poets, Charles Hamilton Sorely, stands out. And it's not just because of the quality of Sorely's poetry, but the prose that McPherson incorporates into his play from letters Sorely wrote from the front and even from Germany where he lived before 1914.

Alexander Knox captures the guileless intelligence of a man who was quintessentially English but had the independence of thought to see beyond the patriotic fervour that propelled him and millions of others to their deaths. Max Key's elegant production is accompanied by beautifully performed period German and English songs. But what sticks in the mind is how German society is recorded through Sorely's English sensibility. The antisemitism is "sickening", and Germany's flaw - fatal to itself and the people of a lot of other nations too - was in never being able to see virtue in those with whom it disagrees. It's all said with uplifting, even admiring optimism, that is until he sees the future and coming Holocaust.