The moment I realized that Rowena embodied not only Edith and Caroline's desire for social acceptance, but also their justified desire for revenge against society's callousness, the play snapped into place. Watching the humans try to temper the robot's impulses only made their own deep-seated anger more apparent, and watching the veil of gentility peel away as the plot picked up was gripping. How inhuman do we allow ourselves to be, to fit in with those who say our humanity isn't enough?
The moment I realized that Rowena embodied not only Edith and Caroline's desire for social acceptance, but also their justified desire for revenge against society's callousness, the play snapped into place. Watching the humans try to temper the robot's impulses only made their own deep-seated anger more apparent, and watching the veil of gentility peel away as the plot picked up was gripping. How inhuman do we allow ourselves to be, to fit in with those who say our humanity isn't enough?