←Recommendations of Gutbelly

Violent and gross and breathtaking. This chews at your thumb as much as your heart, and addresses vulnerability and chosen (or forced??) community with whip-fast dialogue and profound moments of silence with visionary imagery.

Gross! Leah is a grade-A perv artist with the best of 'em. Bonepoetry (spineless white, front to back, lick my knees) combined with the biblically feminine — suckling, weaving, nursmode. There's also a motherfucking murderaxe. A phantasmagoric one-act ride of phantasmagoric violence. How brutal to be told your fingers aren't that bad. That you can't play anymore.

Three women (sisters? friends? any relation? does it matter?) named Marie get a break from their daily, repressed monotony when a new plaything arrives. Delightfully nasty and creepy. I love a good horror play.

There is brilliance in the words in this play. The insults, the curses, the threats, the language the Maries create in their isolation. And yet the small world they inhabit is a tactile, gruesome, morbid one, built on instincts and longings that no words can adequately describe. This is a realm of removed fingers, violent games, and buckets of shit. And by the end of it, you'll stop questioning if there's any wider world outside this little room at all. It's all blood and pain and everything else that's stuck up in there.

A deeply, delightfully disgusting play. Plante-Wiener is approaching a pure theater.

Loved how we are not sure what keeps these women in this room. Loved how gross and vile these women can be. A great play about people needing other people even when they pretend they don't. This play is a treat for young female actors.