The wonderfully poetic, often humorous dialogue revealingly dissects the unhappy state of contemporary relationships but there are a lot more questions than answers and I found myself hoping the play might have more to say on why affluent societies are afflicted by such a profound sense of dissatisfaction.
The complex structure places extraordinary demands on the actors, who rise to the challenge with finely judged performances in which individual flourishes are sacrificed to enhance the total effect.
Oliver Driver compellingly embodies a tense, socially awkward bundle of emotions that is neatly matched by Stephen Lovatt's tough, self-contained cop who is haunted by personal demons.
A similar counterpoint is established with Luanne Gordon's plain-Jane coming up against Alison Bruce as a seemingly confident high-achiever. Their sharp verbal sparring masks a tangle of unresolved feelings and reaches a crescendo in an explosive duel between a patient and her therapist.
The themes of transparency and reflection are cleverly realised in the glass surfaces of John Verryt's set that is given striking visual impact through Sean Lynch's elegant lighting.
Theatre review
What: Speaking in Tongues
Where: Herald Theatre, Aotea Centre, until September 14