A playwright, looking for material, invites a harlot to his flat, where she is shot by her protector.
The Guardian said the central "situation is perhaps not inherently wretched... but the skill and wit, to say nothing of the good taste which might make the effort worthwhile are not to be found in the material.
"[4] The Observer felt that "Alec Coppel is hardly resourceful enough... the farce goes off the boil too soon.
"[5] Another writer for the Observer felt the show was "very oddly composed: some of its fun would just suit a schoolboy while the rest of it would set him asking the most awkward questions...
It certainly surprised me that the censor should have given his green light to so much that was blue especially in the part of a pimp.