Sarah Kane's final play, completed weeks before her tragic death last year, explores clinical depression and suicide. It would be all too easy to dismiss the play as Sarah's own suicide note, but that would be to do it an injustice. As with all her other plays, here Sarah writes from the heart on issues that affect her enormously. The heroine's examination of her emotions - being trapped in a depression, pain of lost love and of longing for an unattainable perfect partner, fixation with the notion of killing herself at 4.48 - is both harrowing and genuinely moving. Sarah has also lost none of her famous black humour - lines like "Nothing will interfere with your work more than suicide" and the classic "The doctor gave me eight minutes to live. I'd been in the f***ing waiting room half an hour" light up this play like fireworks on a pitch black night. It is also very gratifying to see her hurl words of her detractors back in their faces! The final scene, as the heroine says "Watch me vanish" and lies down to die, reduced me and at least one more audience member to tears - while the printed page cannot quite convey the effect of the stage production, nonetheless I cannot recommend this play enough. Make the most of this slice of a brilliantly original and unique talent - alas, there will be no more, and there will never be another like her. Adieu, Sarah.