The costume design work of Nomac Productions in recreating a summer of ’56 almost fifty-six years ago gives a vital but faded reality to Jim Nolan’s revival of his 1985 play, “The Gods are Angry, Miss Kerr”. Wayne Brown’s still photographic imagery and soundscape seal that nostalgic illusion of a simpler time, when vulgar language seemed shocking. Times have changed but there is still a concern for an even more uncertain future. Jim Nolan’s sharp direction focuses on things that made sell-out box office history at the Theatre Royal in ’85 when the one-liners were pointed and rude and to work in the Jute Factory was a sort of high heaven of prospects and decent wages after wartime austerity.