WOW! Not since Aussie Baz Luhrmann shook up Shakespeare on screen has a re-telling of Romeo And Juliet been so brutal, beautiful and brilliant.

The Tobacco Factory is a Bristol company, of such sway that Jonathan Miller has directed for them, and now Shakespeare's slice of teenage pulp fiction is in the hands of Russian director Polina Kalinina. Her pulsating production throbs, thrills and chills with its urgency and desperate hope that crashes against the black rocks of a family feud, whose shockwaves of enmity suddenly surprise anew.

Oliver Hoare's swaggering maelstrom of a Mercutio, by now stripped to the waist, with tattoos exposed, is stopped in his tracks, not by a knife on the Veronese square, but a brick smashed into his forehead by a black-gloved Tybalt (Craig Fuller). His death is so swift, he doesn't finish his last sentence.

Directorial decisions and set and costume designs are exhilarating. Beneath an omnipresent mirror, Verona is represented by a spinning fairground ride, whose railings can turn into clubbing weapons, and it is then peeled back to reveal a granite dancefloor for the Capulet ball. The carousing party revellers still wear masks but these are gas masks; it looks a party teetering dangerously on the edge for butterfly youth.

There is no Capulet balcony, nor is one necessary, as Paapa Essiedu's giddily-in-love Romeo, in his Jimi Hendrix braided jacket with sparkle on his bare chest, stands in the shadows, even conversing with an audience member on the aisle steps. Juliet's bed is that of a child; Daisy Whalley is every inch a teenage girl, bouncing around her room to a favourite song as she awaits her Romeo. In this interpretation, Juliet does not grow up all too quickly; she just has the impatience and impetuosity of youth.

The world is whirling too quickly for Paul Currier's gentle Friar; Sally Oliver's Nurse is no comely frump but sleek and fashionably attired and surprisingly harsh, even sour, too young to be out of breath and devoid of the role's usual humour. This is a bold reinvention for Kalinina's particularly savage reinvention and one that does not entirely work, whereas Fiona Sheehan's chic, even harsher Lady Capulet strikes the right chord. She could have walked in off a Federico Fellini movie set.

From Essideu's golden voice to Jonathan Howell's fantastic fight choreography, from devastatingly graphic death scenes to a perfect soundtrack from Euro pop to opera that Quentin Tarantino would love, Tobacco Factory's Romeo And Juliet is smokin' hot.

Romeo And Juliet, Shakespeare At The Tobacco Factory, Stephen Joseph Theatre, Scarborough, today at 7.30pm; tomoorow, 2.30pm and 7.30pm. Box office: 01723 370541 or at sjt.uk.com