In the world of All This is So, people fish, picnic, plant trees, pick flowers, watch plays, laugh at Punch and Judy, perform music and own dogs; they fall in love, fear death, cherish their children, make mistakes and commit crimes. So is it our world? Not quite, or not quite yet. The air is pure, the seas are crystal, but the horses are dead. Our great aspiration is theirs but writ larger - freedom. They chafe at power, and know that the intoxication of controlling others' lives must always be subdued. To find the equation that balances power, freedom and responsibility is no easy task, but they try. From beneath the story emerges the will to survive, seeking always and only the future. When Macbeth asks the witches whether the vision they have shown him is indeed the future they reply; 'All this is so.' He will not believe them - and then goes on to make that future.