From our Cultured Despisers file comes, just in time for Easter, the year’s act of defecation on Christ and his Mother: A Testament of Mary. You can read my review of this awful, awful book here.
I can’t imagine even the most secular New Yorker really enjoying this bowl of PC spinach as a theatre experience. It will get the dutiful raves as “important”, of course. But nobody but the most Dwight K. Schrute sort of doctrinaire anti-Christian is really going to like listening to a bitter hag complaining like an iron grey nun in sensible shoes who has commandeered the mike at a FutureChurch workshop on “Raising Awareness of Patriarchy” and is now in the third hour of her monologue about how mean her dad was when she wanted to go to tolo in 10th grade. Bo-ring!
Inspired casting too: the woman who plays the dried-up, bitter, little shrew, Aunt Petunia from the Harry Potter movies. A feast of leeks and onions for the soul.