IT IS 1957  AND ITS THE HOTTEST DAY OF THE YEAR. 

IT TAKES PLACE IN A LOCKED JURY ROOM IN NEW YORK CITY - BUT FEELS LIKE ITS UNFOLDING IN THE DIRT AND DUST OF A BULLRING OR THE CANVAS FLOOR OF A BOXING RING. 

12 JURORS WITH THE FATE - THE LIFE - OF A TEENAGER ACCUSED OF MURDER IN THEIR HANDS. 

IF GUILTY, THE BOY WILL BE EXECUTED. 

ONE WOULD THINK THIS IS A RESPONSIBILITY THAT DEMANDS TO BE DISCUSSED AND DISSECTED FOR HOURS, IF NOT DAYS , BUT ON FIRST BALLOT, 11 OF THE 12 VOTE ‘GUILTY’. 

ONE MAN STANDS ALONE. 

NOT TO SPARE THE BOY'S LIFE BUT TO DISCUSS THE EVIDENCE AGAINST HIM  AND NOT RUSH TO JUDGMENT. 

BUT HE FINDS HIMSELF BATTLING HATRED, PREJUDICE, INDECISION, CRUELTY AND IN ONE CASE A JUROR VOTING FOR EXECUTION BECAUSE HE HAS TICKETS TO A BALLGAME.

12 ORDINARY MEN. 

ONE SHOCKING DRAMA. 

ONE EXTRAORDINARY THEATRE EXPERIENCE.