Modern Love falls into the emerging genre of “technology separates us all”, but for sheer speed of delivery, writer-star Jessica Moss’ show is uniquely absorbing. She navigates the minefield of online dating, her powerhouse dialogue variously becoming and belittling people obsessed with hashtags and updates. The performance is frenetic – with flawless multimedia projection – but lacks a real heart. It’s consistently undermined by Moss’ determination to prove how shallow everyone is, the two-dimensional chickens coming home to roost when the show’s most touching scene (an IM conversation about pillow forts, naturally) is felled by wisecracking. Very modern, but not enough love.
Modern Love plays at Factory Theatre (as part of Next Stage) until January 15th.