SYDNEY: Neil LaBute once said he relished being the “naughty child of playwriting”. Well, he can certainly ruin a night out for a hapless theatre-goer. Imagine the humiliation of being escorted from the theatre after verbally assaulting a performer because you forgot you were watching a play. Now, I so wish I could tell you this happened last Sunday in Potts Point but alas, it was during the Broadway run of this play. It is, however, a testament to LaBute’s writing. He knows what boils the blood and he can solidly construct a play. Of course, his true gift is his unerring ear for dialogue.