I Used To Write On Walls

****

Working Man's Clothes

While a stoned, aimless, sex-hound wanders around New York doing his best Matthew McConaughey impersonation, a cluster of encrushed ladies each with their own girlgendas struggle to hold his attention in this very funny and honest play by Bekah Brunstetter. Insecurity, obsession, depression, lust, the nature of beauty, and ageism are just a few of the issues touched upon in this edgy exploration of the modern female psyche. Beautifully acted, tightly directed and utterly devoid of gratuitous sentimentality or cliche' we have here in the basement of the Gene Frankel Theater something that is just as/if not more engaging than anything you're going to see on or off-Broadway.