A powerful play that makes you reexamine cancer and what the definition is of it. Is there really no cure?

David Hansen has written a piece that seems, at first glance, to be a conversation between grief and cold logic, but then the woman’s personal story about her own loss and of the doctor’s dismissive approach to her son gives dramatic, emotional clarity to the discussion at the beginning about specimens in jars. This short but dramatically powerful play builds to a pitch-perfect ending.

The script does so much in so little time. It is eventful, electric and its conversation feels more like overheard reality than written drama. And what you hear literally makes you want to hide.