“This funny, agile narrative is both moving and revealing... Marcantel develop[s] an affecting textual echo chamber: snippets of dialogue are recycled, passing fluidly from the mouth of one character to the next and accruing into drifts of relationship-speak, as universal and inevitable as the body’s chemical responses. ...An ambitious achievement.”
“Exceedingly clever look at the love-hate component in intimate relationships”
“Especially good ... I suspect the dark comedy will hit uncomfortably close to home for many.”
“A brilliantly claustrophobic rendering of a failing relationship.”
Melissa Albert, Chicago Journal
“A hilarious examination of a romantic couple arguing over whether to take their relationship to the next stage.”
“Stick[s] to the ribs...trade[s] in honest-to-God sex appeal.”
Christopher Piatt, TimeOut Chicago
“The script provides a nuanced understanding of human sexuality and cultural mores that is surprisingly deep for such a short work.”
Randy Hardwick, Chicago Critic
“In Marcantel’s nuanced, undidactic handling of her story, the girlfriend’s eagerness to use the statutory rape as an all-purpose explanation for her boyfriend’s behavior demonstrates the limitations of letting one chapter in a life stand for the whole story.”
“Marcantel boils down a hugely complex script to a briskly paced and potent one-act...like Mary Zimmerman on the cheap, consistently charming in its ingenuity... it’s a rousing show.”
John Beer, TimeOut Chicago * Critic’s Pick
“New, strikingly original adaptation... lyrical dialogue and sweeping, moody vision... a subtle yet stunning array of puppetry, projection, movement, and music propel the audience through a dreamscape of fear and desire, where old ways and ancient spirits emerge to replace
a decimated society.”
Keith Griffin, Chicago Reader * Recommended
“Wonderful opportunity to revisit this story in a new light... [Marcantel’s] most ambitious and successful endeavor to date.... Poetic and resonant... an important piece of theatre this season that should not be overlooked.”
Jason Rost, Chicago Theatre Blog
