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My husband, guest and I hated this performance. The writing was awful, the acting was bad . . . Over desserts, we came up with the concept that this piece was a dare between two narcissists to see if an intellectual crowd could be fooled or proved to be pseudo. After reading some of these comments and by the number of folks who clapped, I guess they bet correctly. At the very least, why weren’t some of the sociopath’s poems read?

My experience was the same as Mike M's. At first I didn't know how to react, but as the dance progressed, I became increasingly captivated by how its abstract expression could create in such overwhelming feelings in me. I loved the segment where dancers wore horrifying white, corset-topped gowns with red lacing, white makeup and earrings, and moved over and around a red-tinged water-filled bowl.