thought this was a mess. some fine performances, some (but not consistently) well written dialogue, and certainly thought provoking ideas. but the structure is broken-- the actors talk directly to you about the play, then start the play, then stop the play to talk to you about the play or their personal traumas as an actor, then restart the play again. it doesnt work. or at least it didnt for me.
towards the end the play abandons the narrative completely to delve into (some touching and well told) personal stories about the actors' lives that got alot of "hmmms" and snapping from the audience. then we were back to the prince naked and writhing around while the kings and queens from british history watch. k?
i will say that david greenspan walks away with a few scenes quite hilariously.
i think theres a central truth at its core about sexualizing children (we sexualize children heterosexually all the time without realizing it), but this sexualizes a SPECIFIC child/person, in a very sexual and raunchy way. it felt icky: it imagines the sexuality of a toddler and then exposes us to that same toddler as an adult in all sorts of wildly explicit (and buck naked) sexual scenes. to be clear, a play about princess charlotte's kinky sex life would sit just as strangely with me.
to each their own. didnt do much for me beyond the shock value.