It is distinctly uncomfortable to be in the presence of Adolf Hitler, even in theatrical form. Pip Utton's portrayal is disturbing and haunting. It fluctuates between an education in the mechanics of facism, a rousing - though warped - battle-cry, and the words of an almost-finished man at the end of his fall from power.

The deliberate rhetorical gestures and convinced - and convincing - tone of voice adopted by Utton bring Hitler before us in an extraordinary blend of the human and the inhuman. He is a little man with a large shadow, and this show is thought-provoking and far cleverer than you expect.

Unfortunately for those who missed it, Adolf finished its run on Wednesday, but Pip Utton makes an interesting transition to the character of Chaplin in another one man show from Thursday to Sunday.