It's been a while since a play's language alone made me laugh out loud this hard. But even that's not doing justice to the absurdist, heartfelt, slippery-as-a-salmon plot that Kruse has concocted – which might be a metaphor about being transgender, or a screed asking men to admit their homoerotic leanings, or maybe just how isolated we all are, casting our lines out and hoping to reel in genuine connection. Sven may feel like they were born wrong, but I foresee a long life for "Eelpout!"

Obsessed with this play--it's a hilarious, closeted farce with huge heart. The script leaves a vivid impression and I can only imagine how it would be performed on stage. A Minnesota stag party magical realism queer romp exploring masculinity, friendship, and fish outta water with surprising vulnerability. Would kill to see a production!

Simultaneously side-splitting hilarious and deeply tender. A comedy of errors intertwines with heartfelt conversations about love versus companionship. This play is a beautiful ode to the Midwest, queerness, and complicated expressions of masculine affection. Moments of exciting theatricality demand that this play be produced for a live audience--for which I will be first in line to grab a ticket!