The lights, the costume surprises, crying my eyes out as the Chris Evans poster stared at me from stage right, Samantha’s beautiful signing, the banjo, the tapping, wowowowow. The audience never knew what would happen next, and we all sat captivated and crying, laughing, or immersed in memories ourselves.
What I didn't like
It was super cold in there, bring a jacket! And more tissues!
My overall impression
This show speaks to everything everyone is scared to talk about, much less make art about. Samantha cut my heart in two, sewed it up, tore it again, then added some tape at the end. Couldn’t look away, not even to wipe my eyes. Definitely bring tissues.