This brilliantly funny theatrical adaptation of C.S. Lewis’ classic masterpiece THE SCREWTAPE LETTERS follows the correspondence between a senior demon, Screwtape, and his nephew, a junior tempter named Wormwood, who must secure the damnation of a young man. A delicious insight into the frailties of human nature that will make you squirm in self-recognition. “My dear Wormwood,” the letters begin, as we meet the spine-tingling and charming Screwtape, who signs off, “Your affectionate Uncle.” Screwtape likes philosophy, admires history, and disdains science; he is so cultured that in one letter he talks about reading in the British Museum, so hip that in another he says how helpful it will be to make use of “the ‘Life Force’, the worship of sex, and some aspects of Psychoanalysis.” Five years after publishing The Screwtape Letters, Lewis appeared on the cover of Time with a devil on his shoulder. The novel was already one of his most popular works. Despite decades of expounding the same themes in lectures, radio addresses, sermons, and theological treatises, Lewis was never livelier than when he wrote of demons. No matter how many other ways he tried to write of faith, we still like hearing from the Devil best.