This dark, beautiful, funny play feels like it was crafted by a croissant baker. Each page, a new layer peels back, and as you keep going through the layers, the new but similar layers, you arrive closer to the heart of this complicated play. Nobody knows what to do during something like this, so all you can do is eat a turnip and hope for the best. Well done.
This dark, beautiful, funny play feels like it was crafted by a croissant baker. Each page, a new layer peels back, and as you keep going through the layers, the new but similar layers, you arrive closer to the heart of this complicated play. Nobody knows what to do during something like this, so all you can do is eat a turnip and hope for the best. Well done.