Weaver’s work in this monologue is completely irreverent. And it’s a dark delight. His off-center sense of humor boldly comes from a place we all have inside ourselves... somewhere... whether we care to admit it or not. This piece exemplifies the lengths we’ll go to when we find “the one;” whether the love of our lives is a person, or the best peach cobbler ever. Oh. And just in case there was any confusion, his succinct stage directions pretty much have it all nailed down. Loved!
Weaver’s work in this monologue is completely irreverent. And it’s a dark delight. His off-center sense of humor boldly comes from a place we all have inside ourselves... somewhere... whether we care to admit it or not. This piece exemplifies the lengths we’ll go to when we find “the one;” whether the love of our lives is a person, or the best peach cobbler ever. Oh. And just in case there was any confusion, his succinct stage directions pretty much have it all nailed down. Loved!