Luv

A dire kooky farce (based on a play by Murray Schisgal) about contemporary sexual lunacy. The characters behave like berserk idiots, jumping in and out of love like so many rabbits, getting rid of unwanted partners by pushing them off the Brooklyn Bridge, and generally falling about in incoherent ecstasy. One sits bemused as joke after joke misfires, and the hapless actors are left mugging in a vacuum of chic settings. Some sense of comedy timing in the direction might have helped; and the cast could have been introduced to the atrociously post-synchronised dialogue which trails disconsolately behind them.