These visits lead nowhere except to a growing sense of desperate humour as relationships decay. Farr's dialogue is a tailspin of reductive digression, with characters clinging to their perverse obsessions (the goal, world domination) and to their roles: the men are twitchy and attitudinising; the women odd and compliant. This can be viewed as either surreal comedy or hollow pretension, but Farr's claim to the former is helped immensely by a quirkily talented cast. As both writer and director, he somehow manages to make engaging a play in which virtually nothing happens or makes sense.
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