This is terribly juvenile of me, but...
In sorrow and fustration (one imagines) more than anger, Adam Broinowski has a rant about cruel and unusual treatment his play (sic) Know No Cure has received from the 'crickets'.
In response to a positive account at the VCA's Spark Online, he writes:
"finally an engagement by a critic with the piece which goes beyond the demand for simple narrative. You would think, from the other responses, that no one had seen the wooster group over the last 20 years..."But, like the first commenter to take him on, "A Hairy Ape", I have seen the Wooster, and still wanted to shoot myself.
However, I am prepared to admit that an outside eye might make a performance text out of Broinowski's blank-faced, blank-verse text. Broinowski did his writing (and his cast) an enormous disservice by directing Know No Cure himself.
See also Michael Scott's "play whipping" at The Program and Cameron Woodhead's reluctant demolition of the play in The Aged. (And we all know, when critics -- and doctors -- start showing kindness, you must be terminally sick!)