Rachel Leslie and Ari Cohen in Wights | Photo by Dahlia Katz

I’m still reeling from Wights. With truly great writing, deftly performed, mere conversations can be a vise-grip. Language itself is scrutinized in Liz Appel’s playwriting debut, presented by Crow’s Theatre, so I’m compelled to interrogate my own lede: there is nothing “mere” about any of the conversations in this play. The text is dense, the tension high and its potent relevance feels like salt in our collective wound—another contentious reference that figures viscerally into the action here. Continue Reading