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Fri 06 Jun 2007ReviewsMark O'Rowe's, Terminus: Few writers can make an audience visibly flinch from the force of their words. When, in a monologue play, those words form everything - its successive speakers establishing a universe, the people who inhabit it and the laws that govern it within our imagination - one wonders not what they are flinching from, but where they are flinching to: there is no escape from the mind's eye.In Mark O'Rowe's thrillingly conceived Terminusan unreal world is grafted upon our own, constructed so vividly and told with such sly conviction that it attains a distinct shape. The "sullied magnificence" of Dublin becomes the canvas for three entwining narratives: a woman's quest for redemption; a doomed life saved by less-than-divine intervention; a supernaturally-inclined killer's virtuoso eviscerations.