What I liked
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What I didn't like
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My overall impression
Some art is there to entertain, and some exists to inform. “Gatzby Is.” can’t be bothered with the former and it seems to exist in its own vacuum of words and images that are a slurry of the abstract fusing with our reality in a search for truth and what’s real.
And what are we left with? Something that resembles truth? Do we even have access to the truth? What even is it? Crepes are truth. Blazing all day with your buddies as the world crashes down around you… you know that’s truth. The great Peter Brook would categorize “Gatzby Is.” as Rough Theatre. Not because of its commitment to being unpolished, but because it embraces the informal, spontaneous, and vulgarity of the system. This piece will challenge you, this piece will mess you up.
