This play. This writer. I don't even know what to say, it's just such a tour de force. I hear echoes of Kushner and Ruhl, in the confident slips and slides between realities, the way Diaz-Marcano takes us by the hand and says, "Jump with me? Okay?" and we go. His work has big, bold vision, like a 2019 José Rivera, or José Cruz González. But if this play demonstrates anything, it's the singularity of Nelson's voice. His play world is completely built, structured and accessible, yet like the masters, Nelson's work always anchors itself in our imagination and empathy.
This play. This writer. I don't even know what to say, it's just such a tour de force. I hear echoes of Kushner and Ruhl, in the confident slips and slides between realities, the way Diaz-Marcano takes us by the hand and says, "Jump with me? Okay?" and we go. His work has big, bold vision, like a 2019 José Rivera, or José Cruz González. But if this play demonstrates anything, it's the singularity of Nelson's voice. His play world is completely built, structured and accessible, yet like the masters, Nelson's work always anchors itself in our imagination and empathy.