By Shirley Apthorp [Financial Times, 13 August 2006]
Was it the bare-breasted dancing-girls, the cavorting zebra, or the lone fleeing communist during Isabellaís patriotic aria to Italy that annoyed them? Perhaps it was simply Dario Fo himself, appearing to take his bow. There was something Pavlovian about the chorus of boos at the end of Pesaroís LíItaliana in Algeri revival. It is hard to imagine that anything in this sweetly ingenuous 1994 production could really cause offence. Parts of the audience seem to boo Fo as a matter of principle.