There are so many wonderful levels to this utterly original and sophisticated play. From the use of sound to the meta-levels of film that Eastin masterfully weaves throughout the entirety of the piece, the audience is securely (perhaps with some well-earned anxiety) locked in for the ride. Eastin's characters, setting, and pacing - particularly within an absolutely glorious train sequence - make for a play ready for production. Can't wait to see its journey!

Electric, I is a giddy, wild exploration into the magic of film (or other media) -- what this "electric eye" captures. I was lucky enough to see this play develop this past year in the Road Theater's Under Construction group, and every iteration of the play was more satisfying than the last, every time Eastin digs, she uncovers something surprising and wonderful. While I love the play's dreamlike qualities, the surreality is grounded in essential questions: what does the camera see? what of us is captured there? what do we become, once captured? I have to see this produced!