This is the first Basil Kreimendahl play I've read and it's got an impressive command of character, dramaturgy and language. The main character, Nut, explores her own gender identity via imagined "memories" of her father in Viet Nam (along with a fantastic masculine fantasy character, Ol Boy), interspersed among time-skipping snapshots of his later physical decline. Taken together they trace her reluctant journey towards understanding him. The play's construction is unexpected; the scenic juxtapositions are jarring in a super-interesting way. A dark play about dark subjects that ends in a...
This is the first Basil Kreimendahl play I've read and it's got an impressive command of character, dramaturgy and language. The main character, Nut, explores her own gender identity via imagined "memories" of her father in Viet Nam (along with a fantastic masculine fantasy character, Ol Boy), interspersed among time-skipping snapshots of his later physical decline. Taken together they trace her reluctant journey towards understanding him. The play's construction is unexpected; the scenic juxtapositions are jarring in a super-interesting way. A dark play about dark subjects that ends in a moment of beautiful redemption.