San Francisco Bay Guardian, August 2, 2006
…one of the more entertaining, unpredictable,
and intriguing pieces of theater around.
-- By Robert Avila
A typographer (Aimée Guillot), a geographer (Jamie
Jones), and a stenographer (Michael Shipley) sit at a long table
facing the audience, career-day style, and proceed to talk about
what they do. And maybe that's all you need to know.
Except that what sounds like something designed to bore the living
shit out of you is actually one of the more entertaining, unpredictable,
and intriguing pieces of theater around. This playfully deadpan
premise winds up three distinct personalities and unravels the monuments
to self each has so lovingly, thoughtfully, obsessively constructed.
But are they monuments, or are they sarcophagi? Or are they individual
wormholes out of an entirely alienating universe and back in again
through the side door?
Featuring a sharp and very amusing cast, and wonderfully staged
by director Anne Kauffman, Encore Theater presents the West Coast
premiere of the latest play from former local guy Adam Bock (Five
Flights, Thursday), one that actually puts some mirth into the term