Spellbinding. Jamerson slowly bends time and space before weaving them both and more back into and onto themselves in a mythic and disorienting exploration of identity, human interaction, and climate change. Our world demands we “define” ourselves, and finding those words is difficult enough, but add on top of that our self-induced apocalypse? The pacing mimics our confusion and paralysis. There is so much potential for visually and audibly arresting stagecraft in this script, I can barely imagine what it would be like to experience live. I hope to one day do so. Absolutely tremendous.
Spellbinding. Jamerson slowly bends time and space before weaving them both and more back into and onto themselves in a mythic and disorienting exploration of identity, human interaction, and climate change. Our world demands we “define” ourselves, and finding those words is difficult enough, but add on top of that our self-induced apocalypse? The pacing mimics our confusion and paralysis. There is so much potential for visually and audibly arresting stagecraft in this script, I can barely imagine what it would be like to experience live. I hope to one day do so. Absolutely tremendous.