deadbodydeadbodydeadbody

-“It’s cold in here.
-I feel warm.
Like I’m being hugged or something? -No,
it’s cold like dead bodies.”

deadbodydeadbodydeadbody takes us in three cycles of day and night, 72 hours within the span of 80 minutes. There’s Rajiv’s clam chowder at 5am. There’s Danté’s daily prayer at 7am. There’s Rajiv’s hour-long shit. There’s Dante’s hour-long jog. There’s Dante’s 2 hours of restless sleep. And there’s Rajiv’s 5...

-“It’s cold in here.
-I feel warm.
Like I’m being hugged or something? -No,
it’s cold like dead bodies.”

deadbodydeadbodydeadbody takes us in three cycles of day and night, 72 hours within the span of 80 minutes. There’s Rajiv’s clam chowder at 5am. There’s Danté’s daily prayer at 7am. There’s Rajiv’s hour-long shit. There’s Dante’s hour-long jog. There’s Dante’s 2 hours of restless sleep. And there’s Rajiv’s 5 hours of loneliness. It’s the things like these that make these men and then, of course, the two hours they spend pumping and boxing at the gym, the place where their lives intersect but they don’t even know who the other is.

And at the end of those merciless 72 hours, comes the phone call—the call that instigates the entire reason why the two decide to have their boxing bout in Blue Fire Burns the Hottest.

deadbodydeadbodydeadbody is a study of the preparation of greatness.

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  • Charles Scott Jones: deadbodydeadbodydeadbody

    There are only so many stories so it comes down to how the story gets told. In “deadbodydeadbody-deadbody” Marissa Joyce Stamps previews a boxing match or fight between Moses and Dante by charting the hourly movements of the two men preceding the challenge. This experimental play parodies charted preparations and training routines boxers make, their sleep or unrest while the neo-noir mystery of a dead father hangs over their lives like a shroud. A fascinating work I would love to see staged.

    There are only so many stories so it comes down to how the story gets told. In “deadbodydeadbody-deadbody” Marissa Joyce Stamps previews a boxing match or fight between Moses and Dante by charting the hourly movements of the two men preceding the challenge. This experimental play parodies charted preparations and training routines boxers make, their sleep or unrest while the neo-noir mystery of a dead father hangs over their lives like a shroud. A fascinating work I would love to see staged.