In his adjudication Owen declared that we all know people like this. However, as Owen stated, the Llanafon Amateur Drama Society, which produced this play, should be commended for asking its publishers permission to make photocopies of the script because no new scripts were available for purchase, an ethical action which is too often disregarded. In answering these questions the play exposes the appalling conditions in which some psychiatric inmates are forced to live, and suggests what sort of rage might be ignited when the only person who sees a person as a human inexplicably disappears from their shared hell. It seems like whoever re-edited the play was wearing the same blinders as Smirnoff. In this rewrite, scenes are shifted out of order, soliloquies are cooked up out of dialogues separated stickily like eggs, and the unities of time and place are lost.
Logic goes out the window, as does any pretence toward objectivity.
Nevertheless, the acting was pretty good. The set was sparse but appropriately unnerving. Aberystwyth Arts Centre is a new venue for the Festival, which has been produced elsewhere for the last several years. The plays were presented in the main theatre, but it seemed that the Arts Centre's studio theatre might be a more suitable location. All of the productions demonstrated difficulties using the vast space on the stage.