A buddy comedy. A psychological thriller. A millennial reckoning. "clownfishing" runs the gamut with the razor wit of "Gone Girl" and the gentle touch of an eighteen wheeler. Wherever this soda-drenched opus plays next, do not miss it. 5 starz.

Like the best clowns, this play juggles so many balls at once: gender dysmorphia, romantic perfectionism, intergenerational grief, school bullying, digital anonymity. That it lands each of these points, while establishing some of the cleanest stage language I've ever seen used to dramatize the Internet, feels like a minor miracle. Every character is a FEAST for the actors, especially Bryson. As the play itself says, "if you don't laugh, you'll cry" – a promise, a threat, a hope.

In a lesser playwright's hands, this would simply be a high school dramedy pastiche about a lie that goes too far. Bailey Jordan Garcia's sharp insight and soulful characters elevate this into a riveting exploration of identity and sexuality, and the ways that technology amplify our deepest desires and our darkest secrets. A brilliant play that is ready as-is for full production.