An awesome fabulistic piece that feels like aesthetic kin to Fornes and Beckett and the Greeks in some ways, but I say that not to in any way call it derivative--on the contrary, this theatrical world is wholly original, jarring, yet cohesive. Goldman-Sherman uses this unsettling theatrical reality to examine motherhood, patriarchy, survival, and the ways patriarchy pits women against one another. It strikes me as a piece that a production team can really leave their unique imprint on even though as written it is already such a specifically drawn and well-defined reality.
An awesome fabulistic piece that feels like aesthetic kin to Fornes and Beckett and the Greeks in some ways, but I say that not to in any way call it derivative--on the contrary, this theatrical world is wholly original, jarring, yet cohesive. Goldman-Sherman uses this unsettling theatrical reality to examine motherhood, patriarchy, survival, and the ways patriarchy pits women against one another. It strikes me as a piece that a production team can really leave their unique imprint on even though as written it is already such a specifically drawn and well-defined reality.