By Simon Stephens
Royal Exchange Theatre, 28 January 2014
Two damaged teenagers. A desperate connection.
It begins well enough, granted, promising both bite and edge. Then at a certain point you feel you’re hearing the playwright’s voice, not his characters’. The staging too tends towards monotony: there are far too many scenes where one actor looks out to the audience and the other speaks to their back.
At the finish you don’t quite believe any of it: all seems contrived, predictable, false. Just an exercise in genteel slumming. Patronising to an astonishing degree.
Blindsided is at the Royal Exchange Theatre until 15 February, further details can be found here.