"The relationship between words and movement in Enda Walsh's new play, in which two weirdly innocent men are trapped in an endless knockabout farce, is more seamless than any Irish dramatist since Beckett." -- Irish Times "Mr. Walsh's words in this case are there to feed the adrenaline rush of the event as a whole... you don't so much as see Ballyturk as you surrender to it."
-- New York Times "Delirious and captivating...this...