I had the pleasure of seeing this show recently at IATI theater in NY, and it quickly became one of my favorite plays I've seen all year. Erin Proctor's examination of the effects of the ten plague's on not just its victims, but also its prophets is bitingly funny, cleverly thought out, and above else brutal. Proctor's adaptation asks you to forget all other versions of Exodus you may already know, and to look at the story for what it truly is; a terrifying holy war where no side makes it out unscathed.

I was fortunate enough to catch a production of “Plague Play” and good God (maybe, what the hell is God doing here? It doesn’t seem as angelic as it should be?). A nuanced, incredible exploration of cycles of violence and war, justification, hope, grief, and aid. These four characters are so well-written: distinct, layered, each struggling to understand what they are encountering in real-time. The spectacle is largely kept off-stage, letting the words and performances take our imaginations to the darkest places of human suffering. A deftly structured descent (ascent? spiral?) into lament, anguish, and amidst it all, gratefulness.

A play about violence and suffering. A play about the cost of war. I need to see this fully produced. Lots of opportunities for unique stagecraft.