Without so much as a warning, we are thrown into a very bizarre world. A fresh-faced and timid playwright (Iftach Jeffrey Ophir) is seeking a producer for his new play and, unfortunately for him, the artistic director (Erez Drigues) on hand is, for all intents and purposes, a lunatic. He paces his way around the room, with no obvious control over himself and is always banging on about blummin’ Hamlet. Contradiction follows contradiction as he raises and smashes the hopes of the aspiring writer with the flick of his wrist.
But all is not what it seems, as this is really a tale of sex, love, passion and murder. There is something more personal happening, a private past lurking behind this meeting as ghosts and shadows linger, and come to the fore. Adulterous mothers, demanding husbands and compulsive actors all find their place within an intricate and delicate structure, slowly revealing a plot twist that remains somewhat twisted.
Drigues and Ophir combine comedy and physicality with ease as they seductively work their way through a sophisticated performance. Their responsibility is sizable, but the speed and energy with which the show is executed highlights a startling inventiveness. Transforming an initially baffling beginning into an inspired and kooky resolution not only avoids the potential tedium of meta-theatre, but also accentuates just how in sync they are together. The result? A thoroughly immersive and strenuously impressive effort.