This play kicks the living crap out of you while asking you to acknowledge the softest, sweetest, most vulnerable human parts of this world, and then it kicks you some more. I loved it.
“I could almost hear them thinking, “Is this really happening?” I know this because at some point, I started watching the audience to make sure I wasn’t hallucinating.”
“That summer, I learned a lot about separating myself from my work. There is no room on the stage for a performer’s personal problems. There are, however, cathartic elements that an actor gets while performing a show.”