This short death march play by Arianna Rose is absurdist, minimalist, theatrical, and very well-executed (oops, accidental pun). There’s rich symbolism - the contrast of L.B., Eric, and Mary wearing masquerade eye masks while chained to one another in rags and marching in place. I LOVE A PARADE with its distinct voices manages to be tender, angry, and gallows humorous. The resolution with the entrance of the mask-maker Lisette and Mary's lucid reaction to her is a powerful statement about the role of culture in the totalitarian state.

Disturbing. Because the kind of oppression depicted in Arianna Rose’s chilling drama has precedent, and the current state of world affairs does not bode well for the future. This is an important cautionary tale that should be shared widely.

Chilling, absolutely chilling. Horror is at its best when it reflects something that is boiling beneath the surface. The harder it is to accept, the more horrific it is when presented. This is a horror play, frightening, heartbreaking, and close enough to smell it. The stomach churning sensation is the mark of a well written play. It’s a fantastic piece.