It seems like Peter Morris spends the year scanning the newspapers to come up with a topical play for Edinburgh. This year, he's come up with something topical that is also a little cracker. As ever with Morris, it is in monologue form. But there are two people on stage and their individual musings are like facing mirrors that reflect upon each other and upon the world of media spin that we inhabit. One is a tabloid journalist with a taste for S&M who sees a way to turn his hobby to his advantage; the other is Lynndie England, the American soldier pictured in Iraq abusing prisoners.
Like Mark Ravenhill's Product, Morris's play deals with the images that the war on terror has generated and, like Judith Thompson's My Pyramids, it offers not an apology but a context for England's behaviour. It is sharply written and superbly acted by Hywel John as the reptilian journalist and MyAnna Buring as the naive girl soldier who finds herself notorious. My only reservation is that the journalist's motivations really don't stand close examination, which undercuts Morris's otherwise interesting reflection on manipulation, control and the abuse of power.
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