A bit of a tug of war between film director Richard Lester's kinetic energy and playwright Ann Jellico's anarcho-feminist Royal Court hit. It starts as a swinging '60's male gaze wet dream of free love and ends fascinatingly as a defense of the vulnerability of female sexual power. It's also a real document of 1960's crazy romanticism, a place where the Situationists met slapstick comedy. A weird collaboration that finally works as one of the few examples of a play that has been opened up which finds a purely visual equivalent that matches the style of the original text. Rita Tushingham as always is a delight.