With this uneven three-hander, Kieran Hurley has fielded two plays in one. The first is a sex farce about a middle-aged man paying his first call to an enterprising Edinburgh brothel, his clumsiness compounded by misunderstandings that lead to his dressing in an outre ruffle ruche shirt and knocking over a sideboard display of dildos. A few more slamming doors and it would be Brian Rix.
The second is the kind of play you can imagine David Mamet writing, a serious drama in which a former pupil confronts a once-inspirational teacher about the sorry state of the world he has bequeathed her.
