The theatrical problem is that, if you are going to postulate that the new world order in the information age is built upon a mountain of information leading to no action, and that dialogue is constructed so that there is no real communication between the speakers, then the piece ceases to be theatrical because communication and action are the essence of drama. If you further arrange that, for much of the time on stage, the actors are asked to move and even to mime in virtually no illumination, then communication and action are, as far as the audience is concerned, pretty well non-existent in practical terms.

Iomha Ildanach thus find itself in communications difficulties at several levels in the new work, devised and directed by John O'Brien and devised and designed by a small group called Language. Such bits of communication that come across from a script credited to John O'Brien and Niall O Sioradain, are simply re-cycled cliches and banalities repeated almost cyclically from "Where am I?" and "Help me" to sales-speak and politikspeak meaninglessness. Theatrically, it is a lean and unrewarding 80 minutes of traffic upon the stage, emotionally uninvolving and intellectually unenlightening. Clearly, a great deal of work has gone into it - even by the actors who have nothing to present but cyphers rather than characters. But it needs a great deal more humanity and light to have any chance of becoming alive.

Runs until August 7th. Booking: 01-6713387