Peter is a remarkable talent. The moment his David arrives on that rainy afternoon offering a ride to Jenny’s cello you get a chill down your spine that doesn’t subside until well after leaving the theater. He’s smooth charming and convincingly smitten with the young Jenny and like her parents you find yourself wanting to like this man whom you know you shouldn’t trust. You can’t help yourself being swayed despite that nagging feeling that the rug is about to be pulled out from under you. Peter skillfully pulls you along planting enough mystery with just the right balance of respect for Jenny that we are willing to take the ride with him and against our better judgment find ourselves succumbing to his charm.