By happy coincidence, this was playing at Belvoir on the night I was in Sydney - the latest in Lally Katz's string of more or less (one assumes) autobiographically-touched plays, and indeed calling back explicitly to the events chronicled in Stories I Want to Tell You in Person a few years back (cursed vagina, psychic cure and all). It was very enjoyable - truthful and sincere, and also knowingly artificial and theatrical, in a way that resonated. And, the panther made me think of Bobcat as well as of the other spirit-type animals that recur throughout Katz's oeuvre.
(w/ Hayley)
(w/ Hayley)
