I haven't seen this production yet, so take my comments with a grain of salt, but it seems like its succumbing to my worst fear--that the play's intimacy would be lost in a bigger space. The play can still work wonderfully. I saw a production in Chicago two years ago (featuring Deanna Dunegan as Aunt Ruth) that was shattering. But it really needs that intimacy to get off the ground. I still plan to see this, but I'm less hopeful now.
"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