I read this play after receiving a message from an ex I hadn't spoken to in 4+ years, somehow the perfect mood to dive in with. Lynett handles adaptation so deftly - if you know the source material you feel in on a secret, but foreknowledge isn't at all necessary to understanding the play or characters. As the friends recounted their tales of love and trauma, I felt invited to the table, cake in my fist. '...I think we all deserve so much better than what we’ve been handed. No. That’s not it. More than what we've accepted.’
I read this play after receiving a message from an ex I hadn't spoken to in 4+ years, somehow the perfect mood to dive in with. Lynett handles adaptation so deftly - if you know the source material you feel in on a secret, but foreknowledge isn't at all necessary to understanding the play or characters. As the friends recounted their tales of love and trauma, I felt invited to the table, cake in my fist. '...I think we all deserve so much better than what we’ve been handed. No. That’s not it. More than what we've accepted.’