I blame Alan Bennett. The success of his Talking Heads monologues, which bestowed depth and dignity on apparently ordinary lives, convinced countless lesser talents to have a crack at soliloquies for everyday folk.
This inconclusive and insubstantial 60-minute addition to the genre by debut playwright Tim Fraser sees straight, beer-swilling Northern lad Will (Michael Waller) fall in love with his best mate’s drag queen persona. He knows in his heart that sultry, blonde, blue-eyed singer Candy is really Billy, the pasty lad he sat next to at school, and who reinvented himself in London. But Will’s brain and other parts of his body can’t compute the information.
