Golly I like this play! We don't get a lot of Love Stories that are content to be Love Stories, plays whose conflict is not buttressed by genre cliches but instead driven simply by the restless, sad, yearning hearts of its characters. The Resurrectionist is not the least bit ashamed of its black-comic absurdity and monster-movie tropes, but deeply invests those elements with heart and soul. This is a play about wanting someone to reach out and touch, realized with tons of brisk humor and quiet, careful intimacy. A balm for the nerdy, needy, loving soul.
Golly I like this play! We don't get a lot of Love Stories that are content to be Love Stories, plays whose conflict is not buttressed by genre cliches but instead driven simply by the restless, sad, yearning hearts of its characters. The Resurrectionist is not the least bit ashamed of its black-comic absurdity and monster-movie tropes, but deeply invests those elements with heart and soul. This is a play about wanting someone to reach out and touch, realized with tons of brisk humor and quiet, careful intimacy. A balm for the nerdy, needy, loving soul.