Disarmingly funny and profound in equal measure. Silverman reckons with gender in fascinating ways, and while the female-centric cast is center stage, the Mastiff is a startling and relevant portrayal of the dark side of modern masculinity, an incel allegory hidden in the gothic aesthetic.

I think about this play often. I want my school to do it. In these polarized times, it's more than usually desirable that student actors should dress up as animals, especially hounds and sage hens. The play would also point them toward the world of the Bronte sisters, which wouldn't be a bad thing either.

Brilliant. One of the most moving pieces I've ever read. Sweet and sad, hysterical and gritty. One of my favorite plays. I wish I could go back in time and read it again.