Playwright Nick Dear takes us on a whirlwind excursion through the extremes of artistic expression – both verbally and in the action of the characters – as he conflates/twists 1730s England with modern notions of good/bad, fun/wicked, art/pornography. Sex-crazed William Hogarth is a painter looking to make a quick buck, but the copiers are undermining his ability to make any money at his art. He plots a scheme to publish a sketch of famed laundress turned murderess, Sarah Sprackling – meanwhile his playwright pal, Harry (Henry) Fielding, has other ideas that concern destabilizing the government through theatrical means, but Hogarth isn’t keen on that. After all, perhaps Prime Minister Robert Walpole can help William’s artistic career? If only William could focus on his career rather than the depraved habits of his favourite prostitute, Louisa. And let’s just say William’s wife, Jane, has some concerns of her own regarding her husband’s private bedroom matters. William is in for one long night in this sex-obsessed and frequently crude English comedy … ADULTS ONLY, PLEASE … would be our suggestion …