For those of us of A Certain Age, simply remembering that tinsel was a Thing - a bizarre, trashy, family conflict-spawning Thing - provides entertainment enough. But Soucy is up to something much sneakier and more ambitious, exploring how the most trivial moments of the past can have unimaginable consequences at both the micro and macro levels. (The reveal of why future academics would study this domestic spat, done as a deliberately anti-climactic aside on the last page, is horrifying in its hilarity.) I'd say to make this short play a Yuletide tradition, but those can always backfire...
For those of us of A Certain Age, simply remembering that tinsel was a Thing - a bizarre, trashy, family conflict-spawning Thing - provides entertainment enough. But Soucy is up to something much sneakier and more ambitious, exploring how the most trivial moments of the past can have unimaginable consequences at both the micro and macro levels. (The reveal of why future academics would study this domestic spat, done as a deliberately anti-climactic aside on the last page, is horrifying in its hilarity.) I'd say to make this short play a Yuletide tradition, but those can always backfire...