Monday, December 12, 2011
This play includes 3 audacious and intertwined stories. A gay 15 year-old in California who's mother, the crackhead, overdoses and dies after which he runs away to NYC to be an actor and ends up living with an older gay couple as their houseboy and sex-toy. He sleeps with a friend of theirs who has AIDS, runs away to Cologne, Germany for 3 years and watches his new boyfriend die. In another story we get two grown children of Nazi parents who have died - the daughter inexplicably confined to a wheelchair. They carry on the Aryan Nation tradition and beliefs of their parents. The skinhead brother has to care for his sister and ultimately has to resort to pleasure her sexually in the bathtub with his fingers. In the third story we have a mixed race couple. The black man is an artist who paints provocative works about race and doesn't let anyone know he is black before they meet him. He travels to Germany to the gallery where the Nazi guy works. The Nazi guy doesn't know he's black, learns the truth upon meeting him and ultimately ends up murdering him in a dark movie theater when the black guy is with a prostitute with whom he has fallen in love - she's black and he's never been with a black woman because when he was 5 his older sister would use him as a decoy when having sex with her many boyfriends - and of course he saw her and ever since was repulsed by black women. Then there's a time warp effect where the young guy in the first story i mentioned grows up and meets the cousin of the black guy and here we have homophobia, coming out, unprotected sex on purpose with an HIV positive gay man.
Some fine acting by the cast which includes Hunter Foster cannot be overlooked or go unmentioned but was completely overpowered by the playwright's hubris and over-blown, throw-in-the-kitchen-sink approach to forcing an avant-garde feeling on us - - failing miserably every step of the way.