←Recommendations of For a Limited Time Only (The Bread Play)

This sly play is demented, relentless, and nightmarish -- by which I mean I love it. A couple in a vaguely-tired marriage finds itself trapped in a No-Exit-with-bread-sticks situation; and while the comic potential of the premise (and <chef's kiss>-worthy title) goes fully and satisfyingly explored, so too does the horror. Prillaman has the courage of his convictions, sticking to his guns as he pushes his scenario further and further, testing its limits until we are fully stuffed with the terror, hilarity, and despair of it all...and yet he finds something very moving in it as well. Brilliant.

We've all been there. But what if we got stuck there???

A tale of romantic existential horror or a commentary on American gluttony and consumerism at the expense of health and happiness? Why not both??? Why not more??? And more??? AND MORE?????

As a carb addict I found it distressing that there could ever be too much bread. But Prillaman is a master of mixing the menacing and the mundane. The characters and relationships are real, grounded, and complex, making the horror extremely compelling. You'll delight in their torment, brought fresh in a basket every few minutes. Bon appetite!

"Drastic and existentially surreal situations call for
drastic measures." What I love about Daniel Prillman's writing is that he has a knack for taking the smallest idea to the wackiest of places. In this case, it's the idea of unlimited bread: actual UNLIMITED BREAD. A savvy satire that takes on advertising, romance, and existentialism, I cannot wait to see this play produced.

Hell of a play! It’s like “No Exit” for the modern age. The characters are fun and funny, the situations as ridiculous as can be, and speaking of hell, I’d hate to be the props person on this show. Devilishly clever and well worth the extra $5.99!

The genre of "Romantic Horror" might not have many examples, but Prillaman's FOR A LIMITED TIME ONLY is a delightful, bizarre, and yes, romantic existential horror story. It's a helluva deal. Read it, carbo-load, and enjoy!

A delightfully surreal and Beckett-y take on the omnipresent “endless breadsticks” deal at a certain chain restaurant. A dark and funny piece that leaves you full of existential dread AND hungry for carbs... who could ask for anything more, really? Deliciously twisted fare from Daniel Prillaman’s ever delightful mind.