As weather forces four women (one couple, one mother & daughter) to take shelter, things get weirder, then so. much. redder? There’s blood in this play. Lots. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. An incredible exploration of female rage in contemporary society, but also what it means to care for your loved ones and aid them w/o succumbing to toxic positivity. Sometimes, shit sucks, and like blood, you can’t just wash it away. Not easily. This is delightful, vibrant horror, and it’s excellent.

Jan Rosenberg has SUCH a gift for writing honest, dynamic teenage characters - turns out they're pretty awesome at writing adults as well! In this play, two messy, broken duos come together and confront their damaged relationships under progressively strange circumstances. The entire production is a blood bath that will make designers cry tears of joy and wardrobe assistants weep over laundry. It's filled with awesome opportunities for stage pictures and a lot of gorgeous, disgusting, genuine, beautiful moments. It felt timely but somehow also as timeless and eternal as Davie's pain. Honest, raw, and unapologetically queer... I loved it!

This is not a play you'll ever forget reading or seeing performed. It's a dream world for actors to dip into and the care taken with which each character's humanity makes this play truly stand out in the horror genre. The comedy is precise and whip-smart and the tender moments confronting shame and rebelling against it are so successful. Jan knows how to make a world full of expansive rules and break them all in the same breath.