The story was a familiar one : a lost man who doesn't know who he is or how he got there and nor does anyone else; question - is our identity the sum of our memories?
The two female and three male cast members presented the story in a stylised manner which included one strangely moving dance, some unnecessary slides and several clever time lapse sequences.
Slickly executed theatrical devices ruled, but style was no substitute for content - this story had to be better told and more character-driven.
The actors engendered little if no empathy through their characters, who were victims of over-production, artifact for its own sake.
A vital dialogue was exchanged in German for no obvious reason. The parts did not make a comprehensible whole. Was the inability of the mental health system to cope with memory loss at the heart of this piece?
To start with a short monologue about the workings of the brain and then proceed with a tepid hospital drama which included a local newspaper hack down on his luck was enough to make the singing detective turn in his grave.
Two stars
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