This ending literally gave me chills. A stark look at the the definitions of honesty and creativity. A masterclass in writing clear, distinct characters with high stakes.

Briskly written and thoroughly engaging, this play asks some of the big questions about humanity, consciousness, and creativity and fails to answer them in very satisfying ways, because of course there are no true answers and the play acknowledges that. At the same time, it is a thoroughly absorbing story of four characters who feel real and instantly relatable. Libby pulls off quite a feat and makes both ideas and characters completely captivating. It is in the tradition of the best science fiction, where humanity is always at the core of a story about technology.

A terrific, engrossing meditation on the nature of creativity, and really the nature of identity itself. Are we really just a collection of impulses traveling along neural pathways, or is there some spark of magic that makes us who we are? The play's conclusion serves as a surprisingly optimistic look at a way where we don't have to be at odds with the technology that will likely one day outpace us.