I love plays about liminal spaces, and the diner in Larry White’s eerie short work “Still Time” is just such a place. From the very first line, we (and the characters) are left to figure out on our own what exactly is happening..and why. And when it hits you, believe me, it’s a gut punch. A well earned (and rewarding) one.
I love plays about liminal spaces, and the diner in Larry White’s eerie short work “Still Time” is just such a place. From the very first line, we (and the characters) are left to figure out on our own what exactly is happening..and why. And when it hits you, believe me, it’s a gut punch. A well earned (and rewarding) one.