Brendan Gall, Lesley Faulkner (photo by Cylla von Tiedemann)
The Last Taboo
by Ramya Jegatheesan
M and W are in line at Ikea when M pops a question: babies?
This is a play with no crutches. The set is minimal: just two actors on a wood-panelled stage. There is no epic soundtrack or artful lighting. The lines come fast and hard. Words are volleyed, tossed back, and punctuated with hilariously awkward comedic moments. The actors move in time and place with nothing more than words and gestures to ground them. The pace is dizzying and exhilarating. There is nowhere to hide.