There's a profoundness to this play that is so unsettling. The simplicity of it all. The straightforwardness of it all. The matter of fact-ness of it all. How the subject of a small physical movement can mean something so large that it has for so long been, in a way, unapproachable. However, it has been approached, faced, ignored, warded off, acknowledged, dismissed, etc, etc, etc, and for some reason, it continues to perplex some and vex the rest. This is a deep, deep play from Stephanie Alison Walker about empathy and ignorance and so much more. Just pick an angle.
There's a profoundness to this play that is so unsettling. The simplicity of it all. The straightforwardness of it all. The matter of fact-ness of it all. How the subject of a small physical movement can mean something so large that it has for so long been, in a way, unapproachable. However, it has been approached, faced, ignored, warded off, acknowledged, dismissed, etc, etc, etc, and for some reason, it continues to perplex some and vex the rest. This is a deep, deep play from Stephanie Alison Walker about empathy and ignorance and so much more. Just pick an angle.