A dynamic drama with quite a lot of meat to look at. Dark, though. ( )

I played Sisterwoman at the little theatre in Winthrop, MA. It was directed by ... let's not go into that little prig. It was my introduction to that group and the man playing Gooper later directed me in "Mack and Mabel." This is a classic story about how it's not your fault that someone else is gay. I don't suppose anyone cares anymore, but it's a tour de force for those of us who enjoy chewing the scenery. Bless you, Mr. Williams. Word of advice: don't put this on in the wintertime in a theatre that has the heat sucked out of it every time a plane either lands or takes off from the nearby airport. Maggie won everyone's sympathy the instant she took an ice cube and ran it up her arm to "cool off." You could hear the audience sucking back a gasp in unison. The rest of the time we swear we could see their breath.
I'd like to add that the no-neck monsters in this production were the most professional kids I've ever seen in a show. They sat in the back, huddled in their winter coats, coloring until it was their scene. You never had to prod them to do anything nor did they make so much as a peep.