In plays of this length, the Why is not always important. The What is crucial. And the Who. Together, they get us to ask question after question, not out of confusion – this play is as clear as the view from 13,000 feet – but out of concern, out of a visceral connection to the What and the Who.
It starts out with a deceptive (no puns intended) lightness, the tension rising with the circumstances. The calm, deadpan tenor of the conversation captures a terrify fatalistic reality. It's literally breathtaking.
Dear Ruben: It's later and I'm thanking you.
In plays of this length, the Why is not always important. The What is crucial. And the Who. Together, they get us to ask question after question, not out of confusion – this play is as clear as the view from 13,000 feet – but out of concern, out of a visceral connection to the What and the Who.
It starts out with a deceptive (no puns intended) lightness, the tension rising with the circumstances. The calm, deadpan tenor of the conversation captures a terrify fatalistic reality. It's literally breathtaking.
Dear Ruben: It's later and I'm thanking you.