The trouble is, it’s been so badly directed, it’s hard to know what’s going on a lot of the time. There's a character who is plainly meant to be psychopathic, but comes across as more of a friendly cousin. His mate doesn’t seem to have a clue what he’s got himself into. Only Rhian Marston-Jones as the hostage appears to have any real grip on the situation she finds herself in. She is asked to play mounting fear for about 40 minutes and does a creditable job of it - making the best of her misogynistically written character.
There is a potentially engaging Groundhog Day element to the play. But it's hard to access. The set wobbles embarrassingly and that seems an apt metaphor for this production.
- Craig Singer