One can only admire Vinoly's ingenuous solution to the puzzleset by a rather difficult location -- a kind of trapezoid of space comprising about two city blocks, hemmed in on one side by the Japan National Railway lines and on the other by the financial district.
Nor does it help that Jamie is so withdrawn as to be downright dull. (Nothing is harder to write than an interesting play about a dull person.) The biggest problem of all is the ending, which feels contrived rather than earned, just as Mark Wendland's picture-puzzle set is too explicitly symbolic of the play's theme.