"The Hall of Final Ruin" is utterly captivating. McBurnette-Andronicos gifts the theatre a dynamic all-female cast that masterfully blends historical authenticity with suspense and humor. This is a theatrical treat on so many levels. Rich characterizations, symbolism, atmosphere... The audience will be squirming uncomfortably as they are inevitably charmed by our guide to the underworld Doña Sebastiana. "To know what is to come, you must first know what is." I think I'll go pour myself a bebida alcohólica.

I’m late to the party reading this, but Oh. My. God: Better late than never. McBurnette-Andronicos grabs you from the opening monologue, and you willingly let her take you wherever she wants you to go; from high comedy to dark despair and all points in between, her script is a masterclass in story, structure, and characterization, and is whopping good fun to boot. A funny play about death? Absolutely. And oh, how I want to see it staged. So many wonderfully theatrical possibilities.

Irreverent, humane, profound and profane, McBurnette-Andronicos' play takes us on a sweeping journey through the history of the American Southwest, swinging us into an impasse, the introduction of settler-colonial assimilation over a tight-knit community. With rich detail and historical investigation, balanced by humor and theatricality, this piece resonates with the dynamics of community survival across the ages.