Sunday, January 07, 2007
The Cell Theatre Company
Though well acted, this play about the 2003 NYC blackout seemed more like a work in progress. This was less of a play and more a procession of long-winded revealing philosophical monologues that no stranger would ever reveal to another. It was all so pontificatory. Is that a word? Most perplexing is the fact that even though this is a play about a citywide blackout, the scene where the lights come back on is strangely missing.