We Don't Know Shi'ite

'We've got degrees!' shriek the cast of We Don't Know Shi'ite, as they recall their recent ignorance about the major world religions.

They might well sound incredulous - in Scotland, at least, 12-year-olds are taught the answers to such questions as 'Which is the one with all the arms?'

At best, We Don't Know Shi'ite could be an early draft of a Theatre in Education show for primary pupils - at worst, it's a total embarrassment.

The five members of WMD (that's white, middle-class degenerates) set out to 'unravel the turban of ignorance'. They visit mosques, and discover that some Muslims aren't actually all that keen to show them around. Humpf.

By interviewing 'Average Mo's' in the street, they discover that - gasp! - they don't like being stereotyped as terrorists. They read some books and leaflets and learn that women wear the hijab because their husbands order them to... no, because they respect themselves... whatever, let's just get onto some rhyming bits, and singing the six pillars of Islam to the tune of Do-Re-Mi...

To their credit, the cast acknowledge that they've still got a lot to learn - 'at least we're talking about it; we've started a dialogue' is the actual fist-gnawing conclusion - and also candidly reveal that the design for their publicity material was ill-judged, and will prove offensive if covered up.

The cast member who jested that anyone who obscured their poster 'would die' was presumably given a sound beating after the show.

The title is by far the cleverest thing about this show. We Don't Know Shi'ite is unlikely to tell anyone over 16 much they didn't know about Islam, but does serve to demonstrate the extraordinary arrogance of the young graduates who had the cheek to list it in the Fringe programme under theatre for adults.