Lighting and sound was spot on and effectively conveyed the stakes of an absurd but very real scenario. Maestro performed entrancing dancing and her monologues had a well-developed dream logic that is fun to follow. Cello Boy’s physical captivity to the cello chair is not only believable but relatable. His very few words throughout the show make his instrument is his one and only way to find his voice.
What I didn't like
Not much! It’s a unique and provocative show, and I think it will age well.
My overall impression
A consuming, moody, and gutsy study of unhealthy boundaries and expectations. Cello Boy and Maestro feel like family in a usefully nightmarish way: vulnerable, defensive, and highly embodied. Their performance begs the question how do we reconcile each other’s societally prescribed roles while caring for who we are as humans with personal wants and needs?