That is the question that Wacht! asks in its blurb. Sadly, it also sums up the show. The concept is exciting; a bored and restless art gallery employee wants nothing more but to break free from the shackles of her monotonous existence and find her potential. The reality is a very different thing.

A tale of somebody dreaming of big adventure quickly turned into a crude exploration of what a dim-witted and perhaps sexually naive art-gallery employee does when no one is looking. It doesn’t seem like the adventure she really wants to have, nor the adventure I wanted her to have. It felt quirky briefly, but its awkwardness soon became obvious, tired and pointless.

The performance, appropriately played out in the Art Gallery, lasts only 20 minute yet manages to include a toilet gag, nudity, one nice song, one cringe-worthy song and some sexual innuendo. Sure, there are moments to be laughed at but there is no attempt at investing any meaning into the story of the awkward art-gallery employee. The humour is on repeat and isn’t balanced with any moments of poignancy.

I left Wacht! without feeling anything for what I had seen and without the potential of this project being realised.