We expect a play in which the Virgin Mary casually swears, uses oat milk lattes as bribes, and wants herself portrayed as having considered an abortion to be played as broad farce, but "MOTHER OF" is instead contemplative, subtle, rich with complexity. Divine inspiration should be enough for any author, but not when it comes laced with blunt critiques and second-guessing from someone who can forgive sins AND make up her own Confessional Protocol.
We expect a play in which the Virgin Mary casually swears, uses oat milk lattes as bribes, and wants herself portrayed as having considered an abortion to be played as broad farce, but "MOTHER OF" is instead contemplative, subtle, rich with complexity. Divine inspiration should be enough for any author, but not when it comes laced with blunt critiques and second-guessing from someone who can forgive sins AND make up her own Confessional Protocol.