This show felt like a perfect mashup of a Coen Brothers film and Waiting for Godot. Under the guise of a haphazard encounter between two small time criminals, the play probes into deep existential questions in a way that is refreshingly innovative and yet classic. Ben Moroski’s gift is the lyricism in his writing and use of language—so many phrases brought vivid colors to philosophical topics that all too often can feel black and white. Michael Shaw Fisher is the perfect counterbalance to Moroski with his verbal and physical humor which alternates with his fierce intensity. The chemistry between these two performers is obvious. I’m excited to see Moroski’s future writing probe into these existential questions in more ensemble pieces. Definitely my favorite Fringe performance thus far.