It is odd how our theatre seasons often seem to choose the same theme. One year it was dysfunctional families. This year seems to be teen angst.
Instead of the abandoned green house of Concord Floral, this play is set in a garage being used as a bedroom by the boyfriend of the house’s owners. He and his girlfriend are joined for an evening of talk, drinking and drugs. Bad things happen.
The acting was quite good, especially Brian Solomon and Nikki Duval. Vivian Endicott- Douglas, Jakob Ehman, Daniel Ellis and Jake Vanderham also gave solid performances.
The dialogue was certainly representative of some young people, but given that fuck was every second word, and shit filled in the spaces, there was not much room for content.
This seems to be a draft of a play, not a finished product. Needs more work.