I didn't realize how much Wallace Shawn's words had sunk under my skin until I left the theater. I was expecting a more immediate play, but the subtle and studious language was just a wonderful luxury to find at the theater. Some of the segments didn't work for me, or I was too tired to fully appreciate them, but more often than not, I was actively engaged--and this from a short, raspy man who spends the majority of the play on a tiny sliver of stage, in a small armchair, covered mostly by darkness. I found the topic very relevant, but Shawn's right when he says that a play will not fix the problems of the poor. It takes the playgoers to do that.