Well, I suppose it does stand to reason that "affluenza" children are just as fucked up as the rest of us (if not more so). Where Hilder's play shines is when the absurd and ridiculous (let's call them antics, to avoid too much unpacking) of Stef and Oyster strike hard at the core truth of growing up and the human experience, "despite desperately wanting to, none of us ever have any idea what we're doing." Absolutely hilarious, taboo, and delightfully staged, this is a genre-bending hoot that will stay with you. One of the best last lines I've ever seen.
Well, I suppose it does stand to reason that "affluenza" children are just as fucked up as the rest of us (if not more so). Where Hilder's play shines is when the absurd and ridiculous (let's call them antics, to avoid too much unpacking) of Stef and Oyster strike hard at the core truth of growing up and the human experience, "despite desperately wanting to, none of us ever have any idea what we're doing." Absolutely hilarious, taboo, and delightfully staged, this is a genre-bending hoot that will stay with you. One of the best last lines I've ever seen.