Though I’m not a fan of the original play (in practice more than in theory, as it is a fascinating plot), I found this to be a thought-provoking evening that still needs some time to settle and coalesce.
Ann Dowd was excellent, I thought, as her ability to tell this story alone is, more often than not, quite captivating. Yes, she is using teleprompters and sometimes it shows, but this is over an hour and a half of text that’s shifting every night, so I can’t blame her. But because there is nothing to focus on but her, and particularly her voice, where the show begins to flag, she hasn’t quite settled yet into a solid rhythm.
There are clever uses of the billboard projection screens to indicate which character she’s speaking as when there’s more than one speaking at a time, but I get the sense that the lighting and camera cues could use a few more performances to learn Dowd’s groove to make them clearer. Overall though, and maybe this is just because I so desperately missed the theatre, I wish Robert Icke had inflected the production with just a touch more theatricality to keep the blood pumping. Despite being anything but subtle (Dowd’s Professor Joan in particular is a bit of a raving lunatic), it rarely feels like more than a live, true crime podcast you get to vote on with strangers. It’s a fantastic concept, but I can’t help but feel slightly short-changed for how glorious the Armory space is.
What the show DOES have to offer is the conversation it sparks. My husband and I were at a table of 4 with one other couple, and we were consistently in happy but firm disagreement on each vote. With only a minute to discuss and 10 seconds to press the button to lock in your answer, it becomes a stressful game of who has a better argument. Almost all of our choices came down to “rock, paper, scissors.” The whole story has some pretty pointed, completely non-explicit commentary on how we arrived at the state we did with COVID-19 (and Flint, Michigan, and and and); a late comment about the town sign saying “Drive carefully!” when arriving, but not when leaving, struck a chord.
If nothing else, this is a great reason to have someone with you, to continue the conversation after and congregate with strangers again. I forgot how much I missed striking up a conversation with the person sitting next to me for the short time we’re stuck together. And when you add in the voting element, where every choice is black or white, you start to see how you align or don’t align with them morally in the face of some pretty serious issues. Strongly recommend it if you haven’t gotten a ticket yet.
Updated On: 6/27/21 at 07:54 AM