Faced with the overwhelming reality of our world in which women are so often oppressed and victimized, I wonder: shouldn't I stop pretending that certain political conversations fall within the boundaries of what's normal and sane?
With Emotional Creatures, which opened a few days ago at Berkeley Rep, Eve Ensler has taken a broader focus. Rather than limiting attention to issues of sexuality, she has attacked a huge gamut of abuses faced by young women.
In the aftermath of the silencing of Rep. Brown, I confess that I took some delight in the many tweeple who took to the twitterverse to speculate on what if any euphemistic term would have been acceptable in lieu of the medically appropriate anatomical term, vagina.
Did I expect the two college guys behind me to simulate a woman's orgasm? Definitely not. But that is the beauty of the monologues, they are always evolving, taking new shape, acquiring a different life. They are always surprising you.
A one-woman show about rape might seem like a downer. Not so with Rayner's Mendacity, where "an iron-lunged Ali Kresch" delivers a multi-faceted performance, making this harsh material digestible by the audience.
I was intrigued by Symmetry Theatre's claim that fewer good roles are written for women, I found myself wondering if people might not be aware of the variety of plays that do indeed have meaty roles for female characters.