★★★★☆ It would be easy to read the play as merely a critique of the South African apartheid regime, but that comfortable option would be to overlook the ever-present dangers that seep out with depressing regularity from the dung pit of far right factions

★★★★☆ Tom Mothersdale’s creation is a dark, impulsively malevolent thing.  A bustling, misshapen upstart, swooping around the stage like a balletic crab, his pincers jabbing and snipping at anything that gets in his way. He is an actor quite at home in his expressive body which, articulate as it is articulated, gives physical expression to a twisted mind.