An uncomfortably familiar soothsayer, Kieran Hurley presents existential truths sat simply behind a desk, without pretension or contrived preaching, examining the disconnection of humanity through four different characters hurtling quietly towards the apocalypse.
By utilising characters in his monologue that we all can recognise, in ourselves or in others we know, he tells his story in a hypothetical city that’s altogether too close to home. He forces us to recognise our isolation in a world of other people, best illustrated as minimum-wage worker Abdullah, in the moment that catastrophe starts to become evident, fights and then holds a stranger in a last-ditch attempt for human connection. The flawlessly executed bespoke score adds to the atmosphere of the act throughout, as well as helping to clarify between switches in character in a slick and subtle manner.
Every pause Hurley takes has each audience member, individually, waiting with desperation for this new teacher to tell us more about how pointless everything which detaches us from others is, be it work, paranoia or fear, for at the end of the world, we’ll only have each other.
Words: Chiara Margiotta
Heads Up, Summerhall, 13-28 August (not 15, 22), 7:05pm