This play is funny because its humor comes from pain, and the crazy-making feeling of consistently being objectified, alienated, fetishized, and reduced to a prop. I saw the Gay City production in Seattle, immediately after Meaks was sent a cease-and-desist by one of the playwrights' agents. As such, the lines from this production were redacted by the SM. Art imitating life imitating art because MISOGYNY. After many years, I (a trans woman) find this play continues to be relevant.

This is so frustratingly eye-opening. Even as a female identifying actor, you see how few roles are available to audition for from season to season, but you don't grasp the scope of the limitations until you see it played out here in living color. An entire season of theatre and the female characters are barely allowed to speak when they are given the opportunity to speak...and so many "I'm sorry"s. Frustrating and important.