article_snippet.sent: Slipping and sliding on the ice, the first explosion caught me unawares and forced me to jump back.
article_snippet.sent: A case in point is the play
article_snippet.sent: Set in a warehouse over several floors, the idea is that you walk in at an unspecified point in the play (I managed to work out that it was a version of Macbeth but not everyone does) and follow the actors around attempting to get a handle on the action.
article_snippet.sent: Beginning in a wonderfully old-fashioned red-velvet lined bar, the action was compered by a chap with a British accent taken from the Dick van Dyke school of acting, who showed us into a lift and provided us with Scream-style masks before throwing us into the thick of things.
article_snippet.sent: Moving around the huge set, I walked into scene after scene and never really got much sense of the plot, although I did find myself becoming increasingly irritated with the hammy miming.
article_snippet.sent: Indeed, so disjointed was Sleep No More,   $20 booklets explaining the plot were being flogged to theatregoers, who had already paid $80 to get in, on theatregoers, who had already paid $80 to get in way out.
article_snippet.sent: Being unable to work out what it was all about is clearly a recurrent problem.