The emotional stakes are so high. Characters invade each other’s comfort with little thought of anything beyond what they want- be they in the little English house or the London gallery. Everyone is out for themselves.

I found myself laughing at inappropriate times. It’s because the tactics are so ruthless and yet so subtle. I feel that if I had seen the same show take place with an audience a-la Jerry Springer (or the Restoration Theatre Era) there would have been not a still person in the place. Everyone would be up yelling for the character with which they most sympathized! It would’ve been pandemonium.

I must say that I saw it twice, (both matinees, naturally) and I found that when the actors indulged the electric silences, at the same rhythm at which they delivered their lines, I became so emotionally engaged that I could hardly sit still. I would stop breathing and just hold out for the reaction. All three characters are well developed both in the script as well as by the actors.

Is this the feel-good theatrical production of the year? Only if you enjoy experiencing catharsis from an emotionally rough story that makes you really reflect on your own actions and how those actions impact others. I do. So, yeah. It could be…