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Delusional Jealousy and Awareness of Reality

Who are mad, those in lunatic asylums or the rest of us, pruning our inane rituals outside? What is reality, what delusion? These are the basic questions of the human predicament posed by Pirandello's play Henry IV, now revived on the London stage with Richard Harris's mesmeric central performance as the alienated Everyman, who finds fulfilment in posing as the tormented medieval king.