Recommended by Scott Sickles

Well... Been THERE!!!

It’s an odd thing to be on the rebound without actually having been in the romance. Weaver captures the hope – bridled, tempered, yet still unwavering – and the disappontment – expected, even prepared for, yet still cataclysmic - that comes with the sincere disingenuousness of being told your attentions were flattering but that you’re better off as friends. And you were friends. Right?

Think of the one who not only got away, but whose warmest feelings for you were still diamaterically opposed to your adoration for them, Then recite this out loud.

Heartfelt and powerful!

They say that writing is a solitary act.

Yeah, it's not.

The characters... our so-called creations... They are mouthy, needy bastards. And they demand not only our attention but, well, yours!

Williams has given us a wonderful twist on the character-comes-to-life trope. It's fast, funny, human, and keeps you guessing. It put a smile on my face that isn't leaving anytime soon.

Angels and demons desplaced by unearthly conflicts, intolerant gods, and/or the desire for knowledge have been captivating us forever. What makes this play extra special is its poetic love of the inherent ironies of the mundane embodied by the characters and illuminated in their discourse.

There's a camaraderie between them one can't help but love. Gill gives them a meteor shower of details and philosophies while the play extolls the virtues of visceral, corporeal, terrestrial life from one outsider to another.

It's light yet vast, full of heart and thought... and you'll be craving huevos rancheros when you're done.

To call it a pantomime night be accurate but feels inadequate. Instead, this dialogue-free play is note like a danceless ballet. There’s quite a microcosm of boyhood here leading to the inevitable collision between boyhood and girlhood. Each character feels equally human and archetypical, but so they are as individuals is less important than anything they represent. The same goes for the story, and a helluva story it is. Innocent and primal, bright and beautiful with a constant undercurrent of rising darkness.

It would be fascinating to stage this with age-appropriate actors.

Riveting, breathtaking and stirring.

Utter filth!
HAHA HAHA HA!
When I saw it, it was shamelessly romantic and outrageously sexy!

A deliciously saucy tale of starcrossed love between inanimate objects uninterested in things like impossibilities and inevitabilities, when intimacies are still possible, however briefly!

It was insane!!!

Molly Wagner is a very funny writer. Here, she uses her wit and sharply observed humor to lure us into dark and unsettling territory that we all know too well. When you seem to be the only people like you in a new community – the first non-white or non-Christian or non-straight household for example – there’s a sense of trepidation. Wagner gives us a deliciously slow build as a young couple’s sense of safety is overtaken by a Stepford-like alienation. She accurately reflects the danger of the world while keeping it funny and surprising. Kudos!

It's all fun and games until someone loses their heart. A dense and powerful short piece about love, fantasy, and managing expectations - our own and each others. What's especially great is that despite the devastation, there are no villains. Just very human folks with different perceptions brought low by reality. Everyone's in a bind whether they realize it or not. Brutally real in both honesty and, somehow, in its attempts to be kind, DADDY MACK is a heartbeaker that takes no prisoners.

A lovely pontification on the afterlife. Jill is exactly who you want to guide you when you die. She’s full of great reminiscences, colorful opinions, useful wisdom, all the gossip about the other dead people, and no BS. She’s definitely who Allen needs, separated from the living, from one person in particular. Williams presents a hereafter of great peace that’s both stark in its limitations and optimistic about eternity. On one hand, it takes forever; on the other... you got forever! A terrific two-hander!

Delightful pantomimic dance of love, seduction, and romance. Part of the fun would be picking just the right music. Of course the direction would be more like choreography. I do wonder if the titular flour can itself be mimed our substituted to mitigate mess and expense. (Only one way to find out!) But if it goes on at the end of the evening, as it should, a fully staged rendition would be nothing short of glorious!

Just wonderful! Speckman navigates a tenuous fraternal bond with great humor and sensitivity. While one brother relies on his joke reflex and the other takes everything way too seriously, they never feel WRITTEN as foils. Rather they're two real guys reacting differently to a difficult situation made all the more absurd by their surroundings. A story of family lost and found told with profound depth and tenderness.