THE short answer to the question implied in the title of this absurd two-hander by Made in China is no.
Not happy at all to commit a night out for this . . .
The bad news is that you had to watch two people make silly moves, pull daft faces, dance a bit, drink beer, belch, suck lollipops, swear for no dramatic point, throw flour over themselves, squirt tomato ketchup and eat popcorn between lines of sub-Samuel Beckett-esque dialogue.
The good news is that this lasted only 50 minutes but it still cost £12.
This production has the blessing of the National Theatre so that’s taxpayers’ money down the drain.
Made in China are Chris Bailey and Jessica Latowicki who performed a previous show on an exercise bike. This time Jessica spends the entire time standing on a table.
At one point they fell into silence for a couple of minutes, munching popcorn while they stared at us. Watching paint dry would have been more exciting. A couple of girls in the audience burst into uncontrollable giggles.
The actors might argue this was an unsettling exploration of happiness and sadness, life and death but I reckon it was a load of self-indulgent tosh.
But you did get a free tub of popcorn although it was not clear why.