I read a review of the play somewhere, which mentioned that there had been several great productions of it. I'd be interested to see one. The trouble with just reading it is that the catalogue of horrors becomes almost comical at times. Is the baddie called Amos? I think he actually makes a final defiant speech to say that if ever he did one good deed, he repents of it now. I can well imagine that if such a litany of horrors came from a modern playwright, it would have difficulties getting on stage. That is not to say that it's necessarily a bad play. Isn't Titus Andronicus the one with the stage direction: Enter Lavinia with bleeding stumps and tongue cut out?