Tighter dialogue in the latter half and the addition of some physical theatre sequences give this update more sophistication, but a few of the original issues are still there. McNeill, who also directs, shows an inclination towards European theatre aesthetics, but he doesn’t quite go far enough.
The white cage keeps them in. Or maybe it keeps us out. A combination of the physical and emotional; a safety blanket for the performers to hide behind, lest they open themselves up to their partners and feel vulnerable, ashamed and naked.
Among the many themes raised by Bj McNeill’s is nature versus nurture, questioning if there’s an inescapable genetic legacy carried down by parents whether they’re a part of one’s life or not, looking at what impact their presence – or otherwise – has on one’s own emotional development.