Williams is excellent. The rest of the cast reminded me of when, back in the old days, a great actor would tour the countryside and be supported by a local rep company. They were all awful and seemed to be doing twelve different styles of acting.
The play is a waste of time. The meaning of life, existentialism b-s sounded like it came straight from a freshman philosophy term paper.
"You travel alone because other people are only there to remind you how much that hook hurts that we all bit down on. Wait for that one day we can bite free and get back out there in space where we belong, sail back over water, over skies, into space, the hook finally out of our mouths and we wander back out there in space spawning to other planets never to return hurrah to earth and we'll look back and can't even see these lives here anymore. Only the taste of blood to remind us we ever existed. The earth is small. We're gone. We're dead. We're safe."
-John Guare, Landscape of the Body