The Lazarus Club gathers the recently returned in a surreal corner of the world—somewhere between Tim Hortons and limbo. The play floats through time and space, toggling between quiet confessions and collective myth-making. A flexible, fluid ensemble piece that centers trust, belief, and the patchwork of meaning we cling to when the miracle is over and the paperwork begins.

A group of people with nothing in common other than the fact that they all died, and then they all came back to life, start meeting as a (not support! don't say support!) group. I loved the unique voices of each of them and watching their relationships develop as they slowly, almost seemingly against their will sometimes, became friends. I especially loved their discussions of what makes a life worth living. What a lovely play!

Near death experience, atheism, belief - these are heady themes for a play. Hoke gives them all such a human connection that what could be a philosophical treatise is instead a heart-filled, funny (even irreverent) exploration on our journey trying to figure out what it is to be human. Just follow, wide-eyed, and let the characters lead you on the journey that is a life.