“It’s no-one’s fault. But it looks bad. She’s come to evict us and we’ve done her in. People will assume its some kind of set up. Well…a different kind of setup.”
Landlordism has run rampant through the UK. Rents have flown up above inflation and house prices have followed. So, when Jack’s girlfriend leaves him and he faces eviction, he does the obvious thing; attempts to sublet his cupboard to a desperate stranger to pay his own rent.
It’s a mistake.
Jack and his (unofficial) letting agent Shaun, lurch from chaos to catastrophe, cutting corners to try and turn a profit before eviction day. But the house is a death trap, and they can never quite get their hands on the Sainsbury’s bag full of cash that their mysterious new tenant, Sony, brings with her.
If you’re p**sed off about landlords (or whole economies being dictated by rent-seeking platforms) then this dark comedy is for you. It’s written and performed by working-class renters. It’s backed by renters’ union Acorn, with half-price tickets for people who sign up to the union (because Pound Road Productions puts their money where their mouths are).
