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166 pages, Paperback
First published January 12, 1989
Woman: I feel terribly sorry for my doctors. Doctors get exhausted listening to me, I can tell they feel my words are charging out of my mouth and trying to invade their brain cells, and they're frightened. Understandably.this is basically two overlapping, soul-searching monologues about a man and a woman experiencing disorienting crises of identity. at times it is amazing and often weirdly moving. the woman: near-crazy, savagely judgmental, hysterical and hysterically funny. her monologues really have that I AM SCREAMING ON THE INSIDE feeling done just right. she's outrageous and stylized but Durang knows what he's doing and so she's never reduced to caricature. you've felt the way she's felt, although hopefully on a lesser scale. the man: dithering, well-intentioned, nervous, and rather superficial despite his attempts to find meaning. this guy also flirts with comic cartoonishness but Durang finds his center, makes him plausible and sympathetic and allows the reader/audience to connect with him. the connection between these two (initially she hits him in the head at a supermarket after he takes too long choosing a can of tuna fish, but their connections continue) starts as absurd, moves into the bizarrely surreal (Sally Jesse Raphael and the Infant of Prague come into play), and ends at a place that is emotional and rather beautiful. I've seen this one performed and when done live, it is a genuinely exciting experience.
Nanny: Haven't you read The Brothers Karamazov? Ivan Karamazov realizes that because there is no God, everything is permittedsometimes absurdism (and extreme stylization) just annoys me, gets under my skin in the wrong sort of way. I saw a performance art piece last weekend, my God the things I'll do to get laid, and I felt the same way. in the performance art piece, the topic was political oppression. in this play, the topics are child neglect, the selfishness of some parents, and how the child's personality is impacted by the actions of those parents. stylization is great when there is a genuine core of emotional truth at the center, a place where I can connect. stylization becomes tedious to me when I don't find that connection, when all I'm experiencing is someone's cleverness. I did not connect with this play. but hey it is definitely clever! and so was the performance art piece. I wish cleverness was enough.