I was a bit dazed and confused when I walked out of this play. I had just watched a mild-mannered quantity surveyor metamorphose into a screeching ape and finally a gibbering shell - all supposedly brought on by the encroachment of a software package into his comfort zone. In the process, he becomes increasingly dislocated and alienated from his work colleagues, his wife and his child. How, I asked myself, could this really be allowed to happen? Then as I strolled through the 'arts precinct', with its artificial pools and man-made terraces, I noticed a group of street people, quietly picnicking in the shadows. I wondered how long they would be able to keep it up before the long broom of the law came and swept them away - better an empty space than such a blot on the streetscape. And I reminded myself that we are all still biologically jungle beasts in an alien environment. We have a large brain, which pushes us on to work harder to make life easier, but we don't seem to know when enough is enough. Every now and then, we need to stop and reconnect with our inner monkey, before we implode! I liked this play. It made me think. I do think it would be better if it sped up a bit toward the end though. Ssstinger>>>