There's a lovely fluency to the banter, but in the end a sadness too as the play encapsulates the unbridgeable gulf between the sexes. One is left with the sense that women inevitably have a more fundamental understanding of men than men have of women.

Just saw this at the Gallery Players and what a delight it was! While the characters can be played by any man and woman believable as a married couple, I think it enhanced the piece to have actors in their 60s/70s.

The play itself is a fresh take on the age-old debate about the differences between men and women. The dialogue is frank without being coarse, even during a discussion of flatulence. There's a wonderful rhythm to it, as the conversation bobs and weaves. Best of all, the relationship created is genuine, funny, and beautiful.

There are a lot of really nice moments here for actors to play with. I also think staging could be fun to play with as they are literally laying in bed the whole time and playing with distance (or lack there of) in intimate settings is always fun. This is very naturalistic and cute 10 minutes.