A beautiful update to Thornton Wilder’s Our Town, that takes us into the 21st century and the lives of the new inhabitants of Grover’s Corners. This play deals with some of the big questions that have faced our century so far, with the backdrop of a town we’ve all been to before. Beautiful, haunting and haunted, and deeply emotional, Wilder must be smiling on from beyond the grave with his own SM watching this play unfold.

We have this funny delusion — maybe it's from our schooling, maybe Fukuyama — that history moves forward; that the past was a series of mistakes we've corrected; that from here on into eternity it's all sharpening the saw. It's the suburban myth — the perfection of existence; the good occasionally challenged by deviants but never broken. What's past is dead. Does not carry. Our lives are the same way. Better every year. Stronger. Smarter. Our past was golden and our best days are yet to come.

Anyway this play is about Our Town and it's place in American Theatre.

This play does the awesome twofold job of illustrating why "Our Town" is both universal and why it is such an inherently specific story that captures a definite place and moment in time that must be interrogated and updated. Moon's envisioning of the fictional town's trajectory into the present day is of-the-moment, examines key identity intersections and perspectives not tackled in or left out of Wilder's work, and still manages to say some profound and large universal truths about life and mortality and legacy and what we want out of our lives that would speak to a large audience.