Utilizing a more precious, more sentimental energy derivative of Beckett's work, this play (and its extra large wedding cakes) goes for something sweet, evoking depth without needing to name it. Thoughtful and bittersweet through its use of images alone.

I have seen and read many stories about memory loss told in in a naturalistic way, but rarely have I experienced a play on the topic that is so theatrical and poetic. The beauty of the language evokes writers such as Thurber and Silverstein, and every prop and image creates a profound, visceral reaction. The ending just shattered me. Simply beautiful.

An elephant never forgets and this script will definitely linger in my mind. Haunting movement and repetition. Love all what the butterfly net could represent. Well done.