How unfortunate! Bennet's play is a comedy drama. And like many of his stories, the laughs are often close to tears. I'm familiar with a work on George III's illness which credits it with the birth of psychiatry. You see, because he was king, every detail of King George's behaviour was documented. Treatments were carefully examined. Mad people of the time were simply locked up, but the king couldn't be. So he was studied and treated. Nobody really knew what to do, but the fact that it was treated seriously as an illness changed everything. Was he bipolar? Did he suffer from porphyria? I don't know. But we all became richer by the fact his illness was taken seriously. And treating it as farce is inexcusable. Bennet's humour should be of the gallows kind. As one found in The Lady in the Van. Not in the knock about farce of Monty Python. Bennett was a Beyond the Fringe member, with serious doctor Jonathan Miller. That should have set the tone. Different kind of joke altogether.