well this was pretty great. my main gripes with the play have nothing to do with the play- the theater was exceedingly warm tonight, Row F of the right orchestra felt very cramped, where there was someone breathing so heavily i thought they were snoring the entirety of the 110 minutes, and there was one woman who reacted to every moment with a gasp, exclamation as if we were in her living room. all frustrating.
but the play itself was pretty riveting for nearly 2 hours without intermission, and kept us guessing almost the whole way as to what was going on. and the beauty, for me, is USUALLY that means theres some absurdist/unexplained point that we are meant to divine but here it was all so straightforward, so ultimately heartbreaking but understandable, i found myself pleasantly surprised by the way the show wraps itself up in a neat bow. if anything, i think it goes too far in this regard-- i dont need the cliffnotes that i get at the end about what i just saw. (in the same vein i kept waiting for some heavy handed political message, or underlying socioeconomic comment, to hit us like a hammer, but nope. this play is too good and too smart for that.)
if im being vague its because i dont want to give anything away and really urge all theater nerds to go see this. yes there is a scandalous moment that elicited some gasping feedback (seems like the one misstep- i didnt need that, and i dont think it added much in retrospect) but its ultimately a very beautifully told simple story, reminiscent of A Case for the Existence of God.
and yes give Gabby Beans every award. give her the key to the city. give her everything. shes on stage for 2 hours. shes non stop. and shes perfect- again i dont want to spoil anything but the way she changes her cadence and posture, the way she dances between funny and cutting- its a masterpiece through and through. She and Hagan Oliveras have such visceral, horny, sweet chemistry--and he does teenager so well (and reminded me of a more human Timothee Chalamet). And John Zdrojeski was hilarious before he broke my heart. Cant remember the last time I was rooting for someone on the edge of my seat the way I was for his character. I did think Sam Levine was miscast- i dont question his immense talent, and he has a tricky role to play, but he is (or he is being directed to) scream (well! convincingly!) to show us his rage/demons, but he's otherwise tame, sweet. Maybe I am nitpicking in the context of the other three performances.
anyway this rant courtesy of that feeling when you really dug something simple, surprising, in a theater. i felt the same buzz walking out of The Connector a few weeks ago, so kudos to Off Bway original work guys.