I devoured this. Such a deft exploration of the many hungers of self-perception and the strange terror of growing up inside a body. The world of these sisters felt like standing at the edge of a cliff, peering down at the inevitability of growing up--equal parts drawn in and repelled by the drop. The play bristles with the kind of intimacy that comes from sharing uncomfortably close space with others, whether in the womb, at the lunch table, or within the animalistic confines of one’s own skin.
I devoured this. Such a deft exploration of the many hungers of self-perception and the strange terror of growing up inside a body. The world of these sisters felt like standing at the edge of a cliff, peering down at the inevitability of growing up--equal parts drawn in and repelled by the drop. The play bristles with the kind of intimacy that comes from sharing uncomfortably close space with others, whether in the womb, at the lunch table, or within the animalistic confines of one’s own skin.