“ Bonafede writes with a brusque, terse poetry, a poetry of concealment and indirection. In the way that Pinter's characters take long pauses, Bonafede's characters make jokes or exchange barbs. The result is that they are prickly, difficult, inconsistent in the way actual humans are, and uncooperative about being put into a box. Relationships aren't easy, and this play has no intention of making them easy for you. Yet there is something about the assuredness of the writing, the un-self-consciousness, the complete absence of post-modern reflexivity that makes the play feel utterly real and accurate minute to minute. And often funny. ”