A review by casparb
Eighteenth-Century Women Dramatists by Mary Pix, Elizabeth Griffith, Susanna Centlivre

2.0

Only hacked at The Busybody and it was , fine. 2.5. It's an overfamiliar framework by this point, surely. Dramatically it is what we call the 'nothing special'.

The play shines occasionally- there was a whole sequence involving a monkey I enjoyed, and Miranda's lines are fairly reliably good. The girlboss moments are what rescue this from being a pure factory-farm drama.

The epilogue seems to imply Marplot was the protagonist and honestly what on earth. He was unique, perhaps, but seemed to exist only to get in the way and extend the play.