Irvine Welshs foul-mouthed portrayal of the drug-induced party scene makes a lewd, loud and laughter-filled transition to the stage.
Lloyd from Leith, at 31 years old, hides in his flat during the week making vats of nutritious soup in preparation for his intoxicated weekends. Heather, 27, is an unhappily-coupled goody-two-shoes who hasnt had an orgasm in four years. Thanks to the encouragement of her slutty friend (Poisonous c***) Veronica, Heather leaves her dull boyfriend, lets her hair down and falls for the loser Lloyd. They both claim its love, but can they make this more than a chemical romance?
The sincerity with which Jack McGowan approaches the role of Lloyd carries the show well. In contrast, however, the medley of characters he encounterscomplete with ridiculous wigs and dodgy accentsseem nothing more than caricatures. Philip Joness lighting design is disappointingly basic given the potential for transforming the Baby Belly caves into heady club scenes, but music is integrated nicely, if not originally. The club-come-kitchen set is stylishly achieved through simple monochrome frames and theres plenty of crude humour to make you smile, but the production as a whole lacks the intensity required by its subject matter.
