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Lauren Yee’s Cambodian Rock Band begins and ends with music, not what Americans think of when they think of Cambodia, as the glib narrator points out, shifting from slides of musicians whose songs are nearly lost to history to more familiar images of the genocide that resulted in their loss. Yee’s play, now in its Chicago premier at Victory Gardens, is a celebration of the lives that were lost under the brutal Khmer Rouge regime, first to violence (nearly two million people were killed within four years), then to guilt, time and a desire to forget. Underscored and interspersed by classic Khmer pop songs, 60’s and 70’s Cambodian surfer punk, and original songs by Dengue Fever that pay tribute to their Cambodian roots, Cambodian Rock Band is about a band, a genocide and a Cambodian father and his American daughter trying to connect. There is a lot going on, not all of it works, and it can get messy at times, but ultimately, Cambodian Rock Band is a fast-paced, entertaining, timely and moving call to art and action with a rocking score.

Welcome to Cambodia! It’s 1974 and Cambodian band Cyclos is rocking out. Until they are ushered off the stage by an as-yet unnamed emcee who segues from the Cambodian musical scene into the atrocities that most Americans think of when we think of Cambodia in the 1970’s. Enter Chum, who settled in America in in the late 1970’s and who is back in Phnom Penh to pay a surprise visit to his 26-year-old daughter, Neary, who is helping prepare the case against a Khmer Rouge war criminal, Comrade Duch, the warden of the S21, a notorious prison that only seven inmates survived. Chum not only seems unimpressed by his daughter’s efforts (she could have gone to Cornell Law School), but also questions their exigency. In fact, Chum seems more taken aback by his daughter’s pursuit of the case than by the fact that her towel-clad boyfriend appears in the hotel room that she calls home (though the fact that his heritage is Thai is problematic). Chum, with his embarrassing dad jokes and inadvertent double-entendres tries to steer Neary to enjoying the pleasures of Phnom Penh, its fish spa and karaoke. Neary is focused on the upcoming press conference about the case against Duch. As Neary plumbs the depths of the case, searching out survivors of S21, Duch introduces himself, and Neary slowly gets to know her father and his past. 

Marti Lyons has assembled a hard-rocking ensemble, which handles both the classic pop and surfer punk with assurance. She smoothly directs the transitions between times and places, utilizing a spare set comprised of neon, road cases, a few wheeled set pieces and a few pieces of furniture by Yu Shibagaki, visually reinforcing both the ephemerality of the 1970’s music scene and the glowing modern city that arose from the remains of the Khmer Rouge reign. Lighting designer Keith Parham and sound designer Mikhail Fiksel deftly shift the scene between the bootleg recording session, cramped hotel room, upscale hotel lounge, and claustrophobic prison cell. Izumi Inaba offers period-perfect costumes for the band and the Khmer Rouge guards, crushed velvet for our emcee and conservative suits for the employees of the Center for Transitional Justice. Times and places fade into each other, both the physical space and the musical and aural landscape, as it becomes clear that the present is inextricably bound to the past. Lyons directs with an unsentimental, clear-eyed view, not editorializing, throwing into relief the overwhelming, heart-wrenching choices faced by the characters.

The cast is uniformly excellent, delivering both moving, grounded performances and propulsive music. Leading the ensemble is Greg Watanabe as Chum, in a time-traveling portrayal that shows him going from eager, embarrassing and judgmental dad to the youthful version of character, whose coming of age was interrupted by the Khmer Rouge, and finally the father who is forced to reconcile the two. Watanabe brings the right mix of energy, humor and gravitas to the role. The catalyst for the story is Neary, whose fight for justice in Cambodia also serves to teach her about her heritage, played with humor and exasperation by Aja Wiltshire, who also plays the lead singer of Cyclos, Sothea, with brash vibrance. As her co-worker and fellow-Westerner, Ted, Matthew C. Lee provides charm and clueless bonhomie. However, it is as the self-confident, preening lead guitarist Leng, whose survival instincts lead him into the darkness of the new regime, that Lee delivers a note-perfect portrait of hopeful youth. Peter Sipla and Eileen Doan round out the band, as drummer Rom and keyboardist Pou—both are remarkable musicians and actors who capture the different responses to the encroaching threat of the Khmer Rouge, as well as filling other roles in the narrative. As the Comrade Duch, Rammel Chan is disconcertingly ingratiating, deploying brassy, reptilian charm alternating with quiet reflection that calls into question what we know we should feel. Yee’s play requires whiplash-inducing tonal shifts, and the cast navigates the transitions between past and present effectively, bringing to life the people and music of Cambodia, and effectively showing what was lost with each well-documented death in the genocide.

Cambodian Rock Band is an occasionally uneasy hybrid between rock concert, sit-com and documentary record of the Cambodian genocide under Pol Pot, but somehow the format ends up being the right mix. Though laced with humor, maybe because it is laced with humor, the play is a vivid tribute to the art and individuals who were lost in the years when the Khmer Rouge were in power. The music by band Dengue Fever revives the sounds of Cambodia in the 1970’s—both the traditional pop songs and the more Western rock sounds, that nevertheless were delivered with a Khmer accent. In telling one story and offering a glimpse into the atrocities committed by one man, Lauren Yee powerfully reminds us that those rows of black and white photos and the piles of skulls that are often Americans’ first impressions of Cambodia are just the end of many lives and stories. The energetic, talented cast unsentimentally and unsparingly bring to life the rock band of the title. An entertaining tribute to human resilience, it also does not shrink from showing the choices that allow evil to flourish. 

Cambodian Rock Band runs through May 5 at Victory Gardens Theatre, 2433 N. Lincoln Avenue. Performances are Tuesday – Friday at 7:30 pm, Saturday at 3 pm and 7:30 pm, and Sunday at 3 pm. Tickets are $32-$65. For tickets and information, visit www.victorygardens.org, or call or email the Victory Gardens Box Office at 773-871-3000 or This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it..

Rhythm is an essential part of life. We wouldn’t exist without it. It all starts with your heart beat. That is the origin of rhythm really. And Djembe! The Show at Apollo Theater is all about the rhythm – and it’s informative. I really enjoyed learning how the djembe was used throughout musical history.

Djembe! was almost like a workshop at times. Drums are located at each audience member’s seat. The show was emceed by Ben Hope. Hope, along with the rest of the ensemble, taught the audience about the rich history djembe drumming. I didn’t realize this was actually a touring road show until yesterday. I can just imagine packing all those drums away after every show! Hopefully, Djembe! sticks around for a while because it is truly worthy of a long run.

The band in this show was fantastic. Fode Lavia Camara was the Djembe Fola, or “master”. He led the drumming for the most part although all were involved. The band was rounded out with bass guitar, keys and drums. All were musicians are very talented players.

Rashada Dawan handled most of the lead vocals. She wore a variety of costumes to illustrate the influence of djembe rhythms through musical history. Her voice was amazing. She also helped emcee the show.

When it all is said and done, we learn that a lot of the rhythm we take for granted in music is African in origin. It is interesting to see the influence of these rhythms on everything from Pop to Classical Music. This was all about the Djembe, but it translates to other instruments and even voices, and a show like this is great mind food for musicians. Us musicians need to constantly feed our minds with information. But it is the entertainment value in Djembe! that makes it fun!

This is a show one could see again and again. In fact, I am tempted to take a friend there who I know would really like it. You would too. Nothing makes you feel better than beating a drum. Bring a friend. Make a friend. It’s a celebration of life. This would be a great show to take your kids along. It’s a lot of fun.

Djembe! The Show is currently being performed at Apollo Theater.

For more information on this unique experience, visit www.djembetheshow.com.

If you follow the Chicago theater scene, you’ve likely heard about local playwright Ike Holter. His Rightlynd series has been appearing in near rapid succession at various theatre companies around town. The Rightlynd saga concludes its seven-play series at the Goodman in a new play called 'Lottery Day'. Accomplished local director, Lili-Ann Brown and a cast of entirely Chicago faces make this production an authentic experience.If you follow the Chicago theater scene, you’ve likely heard about local playwright Ike Holter. His Rightlynd series has been appearing in near rapid succession at various theatre companies around town. The Rightlynd saga concludes its seven-play series at the Goodman in a new play called 'Lottery Day'. Accomplished local director, Lili-Ann Brown and a cast of entirely Chicago faces make this production an authentic experience.

Rightlynd is a fictional ward on Chicago's south side that has undergone many changes as a result of gentrification. In 'Lottery Day' many characters from the rest of Holter's plays gather for a final barbeque in matriarchal character Mallory's (J. Nicole Brooks) backyard. This isn’t just any barbeque for Mallory, she's decided to play a little game with her ten guests. One of them will leave with a large sum of money. 

'Lottery Day' plays out like peak-era Edward Albee. The structure of the game and the poetic ways Holter's characters play verbal tennis make this a satisfying watch. Often playwrights miss the real spirit of Chicago. Holter hits Chicago life on the head for anyone who's spent a good chunk of time living here. That spirit is further distilled through the lens of particularly underserved citizens. Local references don't feel clunky or jammed in. These are conversations you'd really hear. 

An all Chicago cast gives this play an edge. Here are actors who are not only familiar with each other but have a palpable chemistry. Within minutes of McKenzie Chinn's entrance as Cassandra, she shares a touching moment with Mallory. A simple gesture of affection feels so real that it makes you misty. Sydney Charles takes most of the laughs as Zora, but again, her scenes with Chinn feel so real you'll want more. There's not a bad performance on this stage. This cast is having so much fun together, it's almost an invitation for the audience to join their party. 

'Lottery Day' is an exciting moment in Chicago theatre. It seemed like everyone in the intimate Owen space was having a good time. The laughs and celebration of Chicago, as well as urban life, create a sense of community in the two-and-a-half-hour production. Those with a deep knowledge of pop culture and theatre in general will find plenty of shout outs to chuckle about. See this play if for no other reason than it will give you compassion for everyone you encounter in a day in this unique city. 'Lottery Day' is a love letter to a Chicago we are losing year by year as neighborhoods go from bad to "safe". 

Through April 28th at Goodman Theatre. 170 N Dearborn. 312-444-3821

In the newly re-imagined Pinocchio, the House Theatre has done what it does best: bring out a childhood favorite and give it a fabulous makeover. Directed by Company Member Chris Mathews, Carlo Collodi’s classic tale is taken on a wild ride (adapted for the stage by Joseph Steakley and Ben Lobpries). The House’s Pinocchio is decidedly different from the one we grew up with: he’s bookish, has photographic memory, a penchant for grammar, and a razor-sharp wit that often comes in handy. But he’s made of wood, and he is not like everyone else in that little town, so his gloomy Papa Geppetto (Molly Brennan) becomes fiercely protective of him. Nevertheless, Pinocchio is a clever little wooden boy; he’ll find a way out of the house and into the world full of wonder. Armed with wit, book smarts and hunger for musicals, he sets out to explore the world outside of the house windows. But he soon finds that the real world is filled with mean school children and close-minded townspeople. In fact, this town happens to be an oppressive place, fearfully intolerant of anyone different and anything that they cannot understand. Thus, Pinocchio, much like his unusual Papa, is persecuted and forced out, or at least attempted to.

Animating and voicing Pinocchio-the-puppet is a very talented UK-born guest artist Sean Garratt. Garrett’s Pinocchio is emotional and lively, the two of them soon practically fuse into one and the same. They move seamlessly about the stage, occasionally helped by the cast members, mostly when more complex movements, such as running or dancing, are involved. As nearly always the case with House’s high energy productions, Pinocchio requires carefully executed stage choreography; the flow of movement here is effortless (choreographer Kasey Foster). 

Other amusing characters in the play include mean-spirited schoolchildren Kitty (Carley Cornelius) and Dingo (Omer Abbas Salem), who let their teenage frustrations out on poor unsuspecting Pinocchio; dyslexic and goofy town deputy Doohickey, played by Kevin Stangler, and a very proper schoolteacher Miss Penny (wonderfully played by the Company Member Christine Mayland Perkins). There’s always live music on stage, whether just a simple banjo sound accent, or a full-on musical number, performed by Mike Mazzocca and Tina Munoz Pandya (music by Matthew Muniz). 

Witty writing makes use of the language nuances, so the audience gets numerous lessons in grammar and vocabulary, but most importantly, Pinocchio teaches us all a lesson on kindness, tolerance, and the importance of being true to oneself.

Through May 19th at Chopin Theatre - https://www.thehousetheatre.com/.

If you remember the terrible Disneyland song, “Small World,”with its annoying refrain “ It’s a small world after all,” don’t let that stop you from seeing Small World at The Den Theater.

Based on what many would call Disneyland’s most inspid attraction, this play embraces the audience as ticketholders embarking on a mechanical boat passage tunnel. Facing a blank white curtain, we’re warned to keep arms inside and stay in our seats for a ride that “will last approximately 85 minutes,” the unseen announcer capturing the Disney tone of restrained excitement.

Then following sounds of explosions and destruction , the curtain parts, revealing a disaster inside the Small World tunnel. The three Disney “castmembers,” as they are known, suffer the effects of what may be a terrorist attack or a natural disaster. The tunnel exit has collapsed; they are trapped.

All are injured, one seriously, but their wounds and disorientation to nothing to hinder their non-stop, manic discussion, as they speculate about what happened and what to do next. And the song, “It’s a Small World After All” plays non-stop, just as it did on the ride in the real world, but set, thankfully, at a low enough volume to not be distracting.

We have Becca (Jackies Seijo), a disillusioned Disney worker who was serving her lsat day when disaster; perpetually upbeat Kim (Stephanie Shum) a by-the-book Disney employee who feels she is living the dream within Disneyland; and (Patrick Coakley) a white Christian conspiracy theorist who has secretly turned on the Disney empire. Struggling in limited lighting, the crew is repeatedly thwarted in attempts to exit. Kim, the closest thing we have to a protagonist here, manages to recite chapter and verse from the Disney employee manual, despite her thigh being imp. ailed….that’s the gonzo part, and somehow it works – the energy on stage is so over-the-top the audience catches fire and laughs uproariously.

”Facing mortality, there young conscripts at Disneyland, "the happiest place on earth," mine the dark side for humor. "Now I know how Simba felt," opines Kim, to great laughter. In managing the cadaver of a friend that floats by, Donny says he is deceased, but Kim demurs: "Noone dies in Disney," tapping the Magic Kingdom's reputation for carefully managing any hint of bad news. 

All of this is adds up to a “gonzo workplace comedy,” as artistic director Fin Coe puts it, and loaded with “our signature weird humor and wild action."That is an apt description of what you will witness in Small World, but the breakneck pace of the non-stop gabbing frequently reveals an overloaded script occasionally more suited for reading than speaking. In the course of the conversation, the characters reveal themselves as an unlikely team in a quest for survival.

Small World is funny as an idea and on stage – we give it a Recommended rating. Directed by Andrew Hopgood, Small World runs through May 4 at The Den Theater on Milwaukee Ave. in Chicago.

This was my first time seeing any production of ‘Jersey Boys’ and I was so taken by the music and drama of the show I went to see it again closing night - and I'm so glad I did! 

I learned so much about Frankie Valli and The Four Seasons. Here’s an interesting tidbit - they originally called themselves The Four Lovers! I haven't heard their music on the radio in a long time and hearing their songs performed so well made me realize how many of their hits shaped my view of romantic love as a child. 

“Can’t Take My Eyes Off of You” as done by this tremendous cast was a soaring delight, and one of the reasons I saw the production twice with those spectacularly romantic lyrics of pure devotion. 

“You're just too good to be true

 I can't take my eyes off you

You'd be like heaven to touch

I wanna hold you so much

At long last love has arrived

And I thank God I'm alive

You're just too good to be true

Can't take my eyes off you”

 
“Big Girls Don’t Cry,” “Oh What a Night,” “Walk Like A Man,” “Sherry” and ”Working My Way Back To You" were so much fun to hear again, especially when learning some of the back stories on how they were written and for whom. 

I was sad but not surprised to hear that like most musical groups at that time and now, The Four Seasons were forced to tour so much and were taken advantage of financially in various ways. Pressures like such caused the band of friends to break up prematurely due to the seemingly endless strains of exhaustion, loneliness along with the emotional burdens they took on, from touring in particular, as compared to staying home with their families and recording in the studio.  

The opening night performance was still fantastic! I heard some vocal shakiness here and there and saw some nervous dance energy that made the cast appear stiff in parts when trying to hit their marks with such exactness. So, I attended the next performance and the entire cast blew me away and revealed two "Rising Stars" out of the very talented 15-member ensemble. I later found out that the cast having just flown in from NY were a little tired on opening night but by the time I saw the show again, the show had gelled so well it was almost like seeing a whole new show. Audiences seeing the show from here on out have a special treat coming to their towns! 

All four leads were wonderful with Jonny Wexler as Frankie Valli, Eric Chambliss as Bob Gaudio, Corey Greenan as Tommy DeVito and Jonathan Cable as Nick Massi. The four were in lock step, perfectly executing the demanding choreography needed to recreate the band’s exciting live presence.  

The ensemble members, Ashley Bruce, Tony L. Clements, Rick Desloge, Wade Dooley, Todd DuBail, Caitlin Leary, Kevin Patrick Martin, Jeremy Startin, Chloes Tiso, Kit Treece and Jessica Wockenfuss were all dynamite as well and with production cuts each had to lay several roles and sometimes even play instruments.

The female roles in this show are mostly "thankless" cameos which don't allow for a gal to show off, but every cast member more than pulled their weight. 

Jonny Wexler made the most astounding leap from opening night jitters and by Saturday his falsetto was flawless. The gravitas missing from his dramatic scenes was in play and when I closed my eyes during "Can't Take my Eyes Off of You" I literally felt transported back in time! I felt like I was hearing the glorious impossible tones of Frankie Valli performing in his prime. 

Jonathan Cable, who is from Indiana, actually had the most NY swagger of the entire cast from night one. Cable has an extensive musical theatre background and his smooth yet masculine dance moves, growling low singing tones and wry sense of humor made him a sexy stand out that will make ladies AND gents who see this production chuckle when they remember his interpretation of bass tenor Nick Massi. 

‘Jersey Boys’ is the well told journey of how four Jersey street kids rose from neighborhood trouble makers to one of the great musical acts of their time. It’s also the story of how a teenage kid named Bob Gaudio, who penned the cheeky hit “Short Shorts,” teamed up with Valli and company, matured as a song writer and wrote some of the most memorable songs of the era.  

The pace of the show is leisurely at first then develops nicely as the backstory of each band member comes together with their own unique talents. There is a nice intermission in this two-hour-plus show which makes it a perfect date night for Broadway theater lovers - well worth the price of admission. 

I highly recommend this production of ‘Jersey Boys’ to "Lovers" everywhere for the astoundingly talented cast, dramatic staging and really heart-satisfying renditions of classic love songs that will have you floating out of the theatre on a cloud exclaiming, "Oh, What a Night!" 

'Jersey Boys’ is here on a short run through April 7th at Auditorium Theatre.

As America watches a college admissions scandal unfold in the headlines, Theatre Wit opens a revival of Joshua Harmon's early 2018 play, "Admissions". First produced at the Lincoln Center last winter, Harmon's play was definitely on to something broiling in suburban American life. This remount was announced long before the current events rendering this new work very relevant. Directed by Jeremy Wechsler, this production is another installment in Theatre Wit's original programing. 

Sherri (Meighan Gerachis) is a middle-aged prep school admissions counselor. It's her job and personal mission to increase diversity at the upper middle class school. She prides herself on increasing the quota to 20% non-white students. When her own son is rejected from Yale and his mixed-race best friend is accepted, things get tense for this family. 

"Admissions" is a one-act play that dissects the various identity politics even those on the same side can find themselves playing into. Sherri's son Charlie (Kyle Curry) has a lengthy, if not sort of racist, rant that truly poses some interesting questions about the origins of what we consider race today. And as any mother with a concern for her child's future, Sherri starts to examine her own hypocrisy for being angry about her son's rejection. The irony of Sherri's motivations underscore that college admissions are nearly as important to parents as their students. 
One of Harmon's intentional quirks in the script is that the entirely white cast is having this intense discussion about race. Characters of color are eluded to but never featured on stage. It's a good allegory for some of these complicated debates "woke" white people have among themselves. It makes you wonder about the sincerity of our so-called wokeness. 

Performances make this production stand out. The play opens on a hilarious scene between Sherri and her co-worker Roberta played by Judi Schindler. The naivete with which Schindler approaches the dialogue completely captures the way older Americans think about race, a sort of what's-the-big-deal-? attitude. Gerachis turns in a very relatable performance. She seems to know this character well and is rarely concerned with audience likeability versus getting to the truth in this well-meaning but complicated character. 

"Admissions" is a topical look at what's at stake for today's youth. On one hand we have a cultural cynicism about higher education but on the other we understand its value in our economy. As we look at the current scandal, we ask ourselves why the already advantaged need more advantage for their future. Giving extra privilege to the privileged effectively reduces the amount of seats at the table of prosperity. Harmon also understands the pressure today's teens face from an early age to succeed at any cost. This is more than a play about college but rather a play about what we take for granted. 

Through May 12 at Theatre Wit. 1229 W Belmont Ave. 773-975-8150

After one sees Sarah Ruhl’s comedy, Melancholy Play: A Contemporary Farce, one will doubtless ask: Why has melancholy gone out of vogue, just when we need it so?

Melancholy is an emotional condition, like the vapors and neurasthenia, that has simply fallen out of fashion. When one is both inconsolably sad and depressed, but not quite either – that’s melancholia.

In this exceptionally delightful production, Ruhl’s conceptual comedic tone is lovingly presented. Each quirky character is thoughtfully drawn by a cast that most certainly, like me, love Ruhl’s wry view of the human condition.

A Number is an elegant, fully enthralling thought piece by one of Britain’s greatest playwrights, Caryl Churchill. Just over an hour long, it is relentlessly intriguing, keeping you on the edge of your seat as you follow the unfolding story - first in bits and pieces, then building to a torrent of revelation, and finally slamming shut, like a book cover at the end of an intense mystery.

Set in the not too distant future, A Number opens with father and son midway through an intense conversation. We can see the son, Bernard, is distraught.

We piece together that Bernard has learned that his birth was the product of a scientific intervention. But this is not the root of his upset. Rather, he has discovered that the research scientist, now deceased, employed experimental methods and went further than he should have.

With a powerful performances by William Brown as the father, Salter, and the skillful Nate Burger in the role of Bernard, this mystery puts the audience through an intellectual puzzle along the lines of Proof or Doubt.

In this case, Bernard learns that he is not alone - that there were other test tube babies cloned in that lab. More painfully, perhaps, we gather that Bernard has a whiff of suspicion his father was complicit with everything, and continues to dissemble.

“They said none of us was the original,” Bernard tells Salter. “If you are not my father, it’s fine. If you did an in vitro or whatever, just tell me.” How many were there?

“A number,” his father replies vaguely, and again we sense he knows more than he is admitting. He moves to distract Bernard from this upset by calculating the dollar value of a lawsuit against the laboratory for this violation of their trust.

In fact, Salter knows much more, but we must not spoil the plot. We can say Churchill artfully traverses the science, emotional and dramatic terrain in a unique way - exploring our tendency to all too easily surrender governance of our souls to the technological wonders surrounding us. It is also a tragedy, and Brown’s Shakespearean chops serve him well as he laments, “I did some bad things, and I deserve to be punished,” but adding a post-modern twist, “And I did some better things, and I deserve recognition for that.” Bernard rails back, “That’s how everyone feels!” And we wallow with them in our uniquely contemporary angst.

This work, written in 2002, is a precursor to the dark intensity we experience in watching Black Mirror on television. The action heightens and takes violent twists that are shocking even if unseen. The scenic design by Courtney O’Neill, with black picture windows looking out on the void, conveys an eerie spectre of foreboding.

Churchill is known for Cloud Nine, Top Girls, and Serious Money, all three of them Obie winning works - but I am sorry to say I did not know more of her. Now I will be unable to forget her. 

Plaudits to the creative team at Writers Theatre, including dramaturg Bobby Kennedy in this masterful production tightly directed by Robin Witt. We can highly recommend it. A Number runs through June 9, 2019 at Writers Theatre in Glencoe.

Is monogamy dead? S. Asher Gelman's "Afterglow" makes an interesting case for and against it. David Zak directs the Chicago premiere at Pride Films and Plays. "Afterglow" ran off-Broadway for over a year in 2017 to rave reviews. 

Josh (Rich Holton) and Alex (Jacob Barnes) are a married gay couple living in New York City. They enjoy an open marriage until one night they bring home new guy, Darius (Jesse James Montoya). Josh's feelings toward their lover increase as the due date for their surrogate-born child approaches.  While the plot sounds very specific to the LGBTQ community, the themes explored by Gelman feel universal. 

In short scenes (most of which performed naked), we watch the central couple grapple with what it really means to share your partner with another person. Some of the plot points and dialogue are cringe-worthy in their awkwardness. A solidly midwestern audience may clutch their pearls and ask, "can you imagine?" Gelman makes very astute points about the future of commitment as we grow increasingly reliant on dating apps. 

There's a certain sloppiness however to Zak's production. Performances run a bit passionate in this otherwise quiet script. An intimate theater space amplifies the already too loud actors on stage. Some insightful nuggets of wisdom in Gelman's script are overshadowed by strange acting choices. The set includes some impressive feats for a storefront theater (like a working shower), but it also seemed to be falling apart around the cast by evening's end. Technical difficulties aside the cast worked around the challenges gracefully. 

"Afterglow" is a gay play for this time, much like "The Boys in the Band" spoke to a late-70s gay audience. There's nary a single person gay or straight that won't find themselves nodding along with Gelman's observations. There's a lot in this 80-minute drama and the sexual tension runs searingly throughout. David Zak's production is somewhat devoid of the off-Broadway production's sleekness and it tends to undercut the script. Those who enjoy queer theater will be pleasantly surprised by the depth of this new play. 

Through May 5 at Pride Films and Plays - Pride Arts Center, The Buena. 4147 N Broadway. 773-857-02222

*Extended through June 2nd