My overall impression
The ABAC team present captivating stories mostly well told. Conflicting ideas of identity create both a dank and shining gem exploring masculinity.
The framing of these monologues seemed to be a writing or support group, and I’m not sure the play needs it. The four extremely talented actor/storytellers got diluted by their focus moving between the audience and each other. Their energy and support towards one another almost made the audience feel too comfortable. If these are struggles with identity, then the presence and openness of the ensemble made it too easy to express.
Casas clearly has a lot inside of him, a lot to share with people like me who had to look up the definition of “chingon,” and I’m excited to see more in the future.
There’s one more performance of ABAC during the Hollywood Fringe, and it’s totally worth cramming it into your Sunday schedule.
