This is from today's Telegraph. The production is on at the West Yorkshire Playhouse. I quote just a couple of sentences.

It would have been easy to update Euripides' Bacchae by drawing parallels with today's binge-drinking culture, perhaps casting Pentheus, the killjoy Theban king who refuses to acknowledge the divinity of Dionysos – and pays dearly for his arrogance by being torn to pieces by his own mother – as a Blunkett-like moral guardian.

But the Cornish company Kneehigh doesn't stoop to anything predictable or crass in its retelling of a story whose continuing relevance is all too apparent.