Mister Matt said: "I have been reading Chris Jones since 2005, and I think that is probably the meanest review he has ever written. Even when he hates something, he is generally respectful. This show must have really rubbed him the wrong way.
If the production is in Chicago, he'll praise it even when admitting it's not a great show and the performers aren't the best, but he'll give an A for effort! It's refreshing to see him be blunt about something for a change, even if it's not in Chicago (or perhaps,becauseit's not in Chicago)."
Yeah, he's booster-in-chief for anything in Chicago that he thinks has even a halfway decent chance of moving to New York. But that's not uncommon in regional theater criticism these days. Peter Marks does the exact same thing in DC (remember Glory Days, lol?).
"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
Updated On: 12/1/17 at 03:37 PM