3…2…1

SpeakEasy Theatre—Playhouse Studio

This play starts with best buddies in a serious drinking fest, heavy on the booze and drugs. Expectedly, the two start with wisecracks and name-calling, typical of tippled testosterone.

There are some genuine giggles here, but really, you’re just laughing at the absurd and not anything deep or thought out.

As the dialogue develops, the characters spill their secrets and their guts are all over the floor. There’s some trouble with the believability of the plot, but overall, it’s executed well.

Ray Yuen