From the first few minutes of the play, Deathtrap by Ira Levin, to the end, we do not know what to expect.
Deathtrap feels like a classic of a genre, but it’s more a genre-buster than an exemplar. Despite it calling itself a” comedy thriller,” it fits neither genre entirely. I toys with the thriller genre too much to be a true thriller and opens some interesting questions, despite its comedy.
It is a cascade of mirrors.
As a child, if I stood in a particular place in my father’s bathroom and positioned the mirrored cabinet doors just right, I could see my reflection endlessly repeated. Deathtrap is like that. No wonder I like it .