This biting absurdist satire on the longing for fame features two sad sack would-be creators whose work can't even be salvaged by the promise of Jeremy Strong. Pop's grand guignol aria (monologue is too mild a term) raises the horror quotient exponentially while maintaining a satirical edge.

I would kill to see this play fully staged. It's inventive, striking, hilarious, timely. It's really bananas how much Taylor has packed into ten pages, and it's even more bananas how I feel deeply the spirit of Jeremy Strong coming through here. With a cast and crew that will go as hard as the writing, this play will win you over faster than you can say "method acting."