What I liked
When I read the script for Birds And the Curiosity all those months ago I had a vision in my mind of what it would look like. Seeing it fully fledged on stage with perfection, vivacity, and passion by each other the cast members was as cathartic for me as a viewer as I could imagine it was for the creators. The fragility of children and hopefulness of an adult looking back with nostalgia and regret are themes that we all universally can connect to which are the mainstays of this story. It is overall like the therapeutic process of writing a letter to your inner child in order to heal your current you. This play is honesty incarnate and one of the most wonderfully vulnerable things I have ever seen. Please do your inner child a favor and see this before it’s gone so you can contemplate and heal in your own way.
What I didn't like
Funding. They need more money to do all the things they need for this play. That however was not a real setback for them seeing that they pulled everything off with a very limited budget. BUT this play deserves a huge amount of financial support. They are doing things like bringing kids on a rental bus out of pocket to see it every Sunday show which is a philanthropic gesture that most independent artist would never even dare to think of doing. So sweet and immensely generous.
My overall impression
Anytime something is so beautiful it makes me cry I have to sit and think afterwards about why. And to me knowing the writer I can tell it was so very much so for the same reasons she probably cried while writing it. You can see her but you can also see yourself and your friends and your family in this. Sometimes it’s hard to watch something so emotionally real but that’s what makes it so wonderful and special. It takes time to unfold yourself. It takes time to show yourself to others when you’re ready to and this should be a source of pride for those who finally are brave enough to do so. Everything about this play resonates with my own work as a filmmakers in an eerily mirror like way with these themes of true honesty and self reflection or even confession. It is like the first breath of crisp air outside on an early fall morning right after the dew sets. Beautiful, refreshing, priceless.
