Judy visits her brother, Michael, who is in hospital in a coma. She plans to spend the night. Before she settles down, a woman wanders in looking for the sleep clinic. Just before she falls asleep, someone from her office phones, reminding her that a piece of work needs to be completed by the morning.
This devised show, created by 1960s theatre guru Joseph Chaikin with the Pig Iron Theatre Company, captures the insane logic of those nights when people from the office suddenly make all-singing, all-dancing interventions in your life, when strangers become intimate friends and names and individuals become confused. The evening plays cleverly with the idea that we dream each other, and unwittingly play starring roles in the night lives of complete strangers.
The piece looks good, and has a touch of Alice in Wonderland absurdity, but it is a case of style over substance. It is banal and bizarre at the same time, never employing its undeniable technical achievements to any purpose. It is as if the company were so excited by what they could do that they forgot about the need to say something interesting. Without any narrative or subtext to hold the attention, it makes you very sleepy indeed.
· Until August 24. Box office: 0131-228 1404.
