Matthew Warchus's production of Ira Levin's 1970s thriller presses all the right buttons. Simon Russell Beale charms and chills as the writer whose writer's block tempts him to kill. There is terrific support from Claire Skinner as his wife and Glee actor Jonathan Groff. Other than saying that he too has writing ambitions, I cannot reveal much about Groff's role without giving away the plot. But while the evening is enjoyable in a guilty pleasure kind of way, only a new thriller will mark the genre's revival. This is more like an exhumation. (www.noel-coward-theatre.com)