I'm not a political affairs reporter, I've not served in the Press Gallery and it's years since I did local body reporting, so maybe I am the wrong person to review a play which pivots round backroom post-election political deals.
More experienced political animals could probably find the plot holes in Burn Her – and they're there - but the accuracy of the politics isn't exactly the point in this taut thriller by emerging, but already award-winning, playwright Sam Brooks.
This is a wryly observed dissection of where humanity comes into politics - and life in general - with women at the centre. Brooks has shoved the male characters aside and by focusing on strong and complex women, highlights conflict and contradictions.
This raises the question of whether a 27-year-old male can write the kinds of female characters whose words will ring true to a cross section of the population. I think the answer lies in how a play makes you and those around you feel; that Brooks and director Sam Snedden get it right shows in the way the audience around me reacted by expressing loud gasps, a fair few wows, spontaneous applause and sometimes captivated silence.
One even wiped away a tear.