Recommended by Ally Varitek

  • Ally Varitek: The Elephant and the Light in Claire's Suitcase

    Utilizing a more precious, more sentimental energy derivative of Beckett's work, this play (and its extra large wedding cakes) goes for something sweet, evoking depth without needing to name it. Thoughtful and bittersweet through its use of images alone.

    Utilizing a more precious, more sentimental energy derivative of Beckett's work, this play (and its extra large wedding cakes) goes for something sweet, evoking depth without needing to name it. Thoughtful and bittersweet through its use of images alone.

  • Ally Varitek: Mother Road

    Octavio Solis expands the notion of who counts as family and raises a group of unlike humans to their full worth by writing their characters fully and forcing Tom Joad to confront his own heart's judgments in a spin-off from Steinbeck that likely would find the original author watching his words.

    Octavio Solis expands the notion of who counts as family and raises a group of unlike humans to their full worth by writing their characters fully and forcing Tom Joad to confront his own heart's judgments in a spin-off from Steinbeck that likely would find the original author watching his words.

  • Ally Varitek: How the Light Gets In

    The heart of this play seems to find the divine in the mundane. That's the way the light gets in.

    Lewis' play is beautiful because it's normal, extraordinary because it's ordinary. Where we may often feel our own inadequacy to capture something that already exists, Lewis, like a weeping willow, shows resilient light peeking through sorrow in her play. I walked away from this work feeling renewed even in the recent sufferings of this world. I cannot recommend this play enough.

    The heart of this play seems to find the divine in the mundane. That's the way the light gets in.

    Lewis' play is beautiful because it's normal, extraordinary because it's ordinary. Where we may often feel our own inadequacy to capture something that already exists, Lewis, like a weeping willow, shows resilient light peeking through sorrow in her play. I walked away from this work feeling renewed even in the recent sufferings of this world. I cannot recommend this play enough.