I have to say I was a bit lost at
Lost Lake. For it's first ever public performance, the actors were remarkable. They writing was as natural and fluid as possible. What I struggled with was plausibility. First off, the play isn't about anything, which may turn some people off. It's just a slice of life, this is how it is, life deals you lemons so make lemonade - kind of play. That's not to say the characters were not compelling or interesting in some way as the play actually held onto a slight uncomfortability factor the entire time. It was just unremarkable in many ways. It was provocative in its ideas, but unremarkable in execution. That said, I really think many will not enjoy it and come away thinking they just watched a boring episode of a TV show (as the man who sat next to me in the lobby afterward proclaimed). Some will walk away thinking. And some will just... well... walk away.
This two hander set in a cabin in the woods outside New York City penned by
David Auburn and aptly directed by
Daniel Sullivan stars
John Hawkes (Hogan) and
Tracie Thomas (Veronica) who are at the same time both liars and nice people. One of them may be a bit mentally ill and both of them have made certain mistakes in life they now come to regret - some of those mistakes are actually unearthed by the other. It has its charming moments and is performed (thankfully) without intermission over at Stage I of
Manhattan Theatre Club at
NY City Center.
