
cover art by Rich Sparks
about the playwright:
“perhaps
the city’s closest equivalent to a young [David] Mamet”
Chris Jones, The
Chicago Tribune
“one of the most prolific,
intelligent, and innovative playwrights to write in Chicago in years, maybe
decades.”
Jack Helbig, PerformInk
“the bard of midwestern
angst”
Lucia Mauro, Chicago
Magazine
“Make no mistake. This is an
author worth watching, and listening to.”
Michael Phillips, The
Chicago Tribune
about the play:
“a
remarkably fresh and witty piece of writing”
Chris Jones, The
Chicago Tribune
“The
first half of the play follows a night of Kevin, Andy, and Mike's barroom
chatter. Neveu gets it exactly right: the staccato rhythm, the pregnant pauses,
the sheer sad triviality of the whole empty conversation that too many of us
have every night with our buddies after work. Mike, a bit dim but endlessly
eager, repeats soundbites that he's heard or misheard, these substitutes for
actual ideas keeping the conversation flowing. Andy is the go-getter who says
all the right things, drops all the right names, thinks all the right thoughts.
(Neveu captures his voice brilliantly, especially the endless stream of
buzzwords—names of people and places that we are instantly able to peg from
their context.)”
Martin Denton, nytheatre.com
first produced by The Factory Theater
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