Last year, Hush Productions had the nifty idea of taking audiences on a journey around Edinburgh in a chauffeur-driven car while the businessman passenger in the front seat revealed his innermost thoughts in history's longest suicide note. As is so often the case with these things, the idea was rather better than the execution.
It turns out to be the case, too, with this sequel that provides the flipside of the same story - events told from the point of view of those the businessman has employed to do his bidding. Instead of a chauffeur-driven limousine you find yourself in a beatup car where two comically inept would-be assassins squabble and bicker as you are taken on a tour of Edinburgh's less salubrious neighbourhoods.
The script is poor, the acting limited and the story preposterous. Site specific theatre may be all the rage, but that doesn't mean you can fob audiences off with rubbish.
