As one of the chaperones for Sylvie's high school field trip, I just came from seeing a play at the Manhattan Theater Club called Dakar 2000. It kept our attention & had moments of high drama, but ultimately, there was no way to gauge what was a lie & what wasn't, so it ends up feeling like there's not much at stake. The main character had the chance to tell the truth, as the play is framed with a 25-years-later intro & outgo. But he doesn't — or there's no way, no clues, to figure it out. Maybe it was because the room was full of high school students, but the actors couldn't manage to pretend that their attraction was real, so the seduction didn't work. In fact, they couldn't manage to pretend that anything they were saying or doing was real. The New York Times had a similar take.
But it was super-fun to spend a few hours with my girl.