Littered with the most adult of themes, the play deftly weaves its shocking content into beautifully realised form, whose visuals are restrained in comparison. The choreography itself emerged from members of the company devising whilst listening to a series of interviews on iPods, which have been used in the piece word for word. While some routines were impressively complex, others' striking simplicity complimented the dark, moving but sometimes hilarious anecdotes, which fleshed out a one-track sex-centric world that arguably saved John's life.
The theatrical skill with which DV8's work is executed would normally eclipse whatever their shows' content might be, but I guess this is why their choice of topic is usually so controversial. To compete with themselves, to make their brand of physical theatre more than a gimmick, their content now needs to be the talking point and for John, this is undoubtedly the case. But cynicism aside and regardless of how far they push the tone, DV8 have brought seedy gay saunas to the respectable theatre-classes. Without censoring or making it more palatable, they are shining a torch through the blacked out windows and the result is incredible.