SIMON Levy's play, based on Eliot Weinberger's brilliant 2005 London Review of Books article on Iraq, has been refreshed with current gaffes and goofs by director Hannah Eidinow.

The play's delivery is simple, matter-of-fact and requires little staging beyond a backdrop of slides. As illuminating as the barrage of information that follows remains, taking the moral high ground in such a fashion is an easy trick requiring little in the way of artistry beyond the original prose. There's nothing, after all, funny about a Tony Blair impression anymore. So, when the actors adopt that familiar pose of palms-together piety, there is not a laugh in the house.

While there's no mention yet either of Private Windsor's withdrawal from the front line, nor Gordon Brown's promise to remove all troops from Iraq, material from only a few weeks ago has been incorporated.

This acknowledgement that there is still no conclusion to a still-rolling drama is what makes the text such a vital document. Transposed to spoken-word, its naming of the guilty is an intermittently powerful experience.