I can't stop reading this play. It feels like a fantastic puzzle with no obvious solution, and the longer I fixate on it, the more I'm convinced that's the point. The audience, like Smith, doesn't quite have all the information, and yet we can weave a million webs in the negative space! Ripe with theatricality, the short play shifts swiftly from scene to scene with sound cues that feel as transient as the characters' identities. Who is the muskrat? Am I the muskrat? I DON'T KNOW!
I can't stop reading this play. It feels like a fantastic puzzle with no obvious solution, and the longer I fixate on it, the more I'm convinced that's the point. The audience, like Smith, doesn't quite have all the information, and yet we can weave a million webs in the negative space! Ripe with theatricality, the short play shifts swiftly from scene to scene with sound cues that feel as transient as the characters' identities. Who is the muskrat? Am I the muskrat? I DON'T KNOW!