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True Playwright Confessions

Last month I saw The Pillowman at George Street Playhouse. I think I didn’t like it.

But my judgment may not be well-qualified, because every time they referenced one particular murder:

Katurian She’s buried out by the old wishing well.

I heard:

Terence Trent D’Arby WISH ME LOVE A WISHING WELL! TO KISS AND TELL!

And this is a plot point! They say “wishing well” a lot!

Detective So what will we find when we go out to this wishi—

Terence Trent D’Arby HUH WISHING WELL! OF BUTTAHFLY TEEEARS!

Every time they did that, I missed another five minutes.

Maybe The Pillowman is more than a pleasant romp through child murder and police brutality. Maybe the play even makes a legitimate case for the power of storytelling. You know, like it promises to.

If does, I was too busy rockin’ out to The Artist Currently Known As Sananda Maitreya to notice.

Bonus: Extra points to anyone who gets “Sign Your Name” stuck in their head during performances of The Miracle Worker.

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