A lawyer, a Pop Idol finallist, a society girl and a shop worker (a group that has the whiff of satire about it) are forced to play slow, detailed and utterly incomprehensible hands of Mah-Jong. Then you're put through dreary, uncomfortable scenes of the contestants being forced to strip under duress which occasionally veers in to surrealism due to a sociopathic game-show host. Finally they die and the twist is, there is no satire.
I think it's like rummy
ReplyDelete