Sartre said: “Hell is other people”. I say: Hell is being stuck in a tiresome rewrite of a Sartre play, forever. This is a reimagination of Sartre’s ‘No Exit’, trapping three characters on an island together for all eternity to torment each other and confess their sins in hope of some kind of salvation. A great set up for a play, but the cardboard characters and one note acting from the cast make it impossible to care about what happens to them. Add stilted dialogue, some wince-worthy onstage sex and a few clumsy modern day references (one character is, predictably, a banker) and you’ve got an experience that may not be quite like Hell, but it is a theatrical Purgatory.
This review was originally published here.