Last night we went to see a miserable play. It was called Neighbourhood Watch and is Alan Ayckbourn's not quite latest offering. I also saw Life of Riley, his previous play. All I can say is that he has lost his touch. Both plays were a waste of time and effort. This last had everything wrong with it and since Ayckbourn directed it, no one else can possibly be to blame. The plot did not hang together, the characters did not make sense, the period of the action was ambiguous, the set was dismal and the costumes were drab or, in one case unbearably Essex. The final moment of the play was laughable. The only positive thing I have to say is that the actors played their parts, dreary as they were, well. If it was an attempt to cock a snook at Cameron's Big Society it needed to be a lot better constructed to make its point convincingly.
We went with a friend who has been a very successful am dram producer and director and she thought its simplicity and range of characters would be very appealing to amateur companies. But please, Mr Ayckbourn spare people who pay full price for their theatre tickets from this dross.
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