For playwrights, this is perhaps about as niche as a play could get. However, much like "A Chorus Line," its specificity lends itself to a universal story of desperately wanting to be seen by an industry that doesn't care about individual artists. Perhaps the sharpest critique of the contemporary theatre scene I've read, this play is also funny, tender, and reassuring, helped by Brian James Polak's unflinching honesty and self-awareness. Every playwright should read it.
For playwrights, this is perhaps about as niche as a play could get. However, much like "A Chorus Line," its specificity lends itself to a universal story of desperately wanting to be seen by an industry that doesn't care about individual artists. Perhaps the sharpest critique of the contemporary theatre scene I've read, this play is also funny, tender, and reassuring, helped by Brian James Polak's unflinching honesty and self-awareness. Every playwright should read it.