[In "A Taste of Honey," Shelagh Delaney's] odd little collection of low-grade human beings is loosed on to the stage with vitality, humor and an understanding far beyond the author's years….

On the other hand, it was pretty obvious that when the author had got her characters on the stage she had very little idea what to do with them. Neither she nor they seemed to have any purpose. Each of them pursued his or her uncharted course without reference to the others or any but the most inconsiderable influence upon one another. There was no continuity and no progress; the only individual concerned who seemed to Shelagh Delaney 1939– Photograph by Douglas H. Jefferybe making any headway was the baby, and even that had not got so far as to be born when the action broke off. Even the mother's walk-out at the end was meaningless. It...