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 .