In this prescient and affecting 10-minute play, which contains more twists and turns than most full-length thrillers, Rachel Feeny-Williams asks a pointed question: how well do we know our loved ones, and what would we do to protect them? Her parable brings to mind an oft-reignited debate, currently in the news once again: does the impulse to defend someone we love accused of abuse, make us culpable? Should our loyalties lie with victims we don’t know, or with those we love who may contain hidden monstrousness?
In this prescient and affecting 10-minute play, which contains more twists and turns than most full-length thrillers, Rachel Feeny-Williams asks a pointed question: how well do we know our loved ones, and what would we do to protect them? Her parable brings to mind an oft-reignited debate, currently in the news once again: does the impulse to defend someone we love accused of abuse, make us culpable? Should our loyalties lie with victims we don’t know, or with those we love who may contain hidden monstrousness?