The Receipt is a postmodern comedy about urban life (London, but it adapts well to New York) that is so awash in cleverness that even the repetition is excusable as satire on city routines. Chris Branch and Will Adamsdale have a great chemistry together, and watching the energetic Will get bent entirely out of shape by the multitude of tormenting authority figures Chris plays is worth the price of admission alone. But you'll want to stick around for the truth beneath all that cleverness, which is that although we are fast becoming small, anonymous figures, happiness is what we make of it: what we choose to grab hold of. Here, it's a receipt that reminds Will that if we only follow the processed chain far enough, eventually we'll arrive at the real person on the other end of it.
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