Presented by Leroy Street Theatre & Dresser Drawer Productions
While experiencing theatre, I seldom consciously ask myself “What’s the point?” It’s such a reductive, diminishing, unimaginative question. Even in the most outlandish, elliptical, baffling narratives, I can usually intuit my way through to my own satisfaction. And there is plenty of compelling material in Little One, a chilling two-hander by Hannah Moscovitch. She knows how to conjure a lurid, provocative scenario. When faced with subject matter or execution that try my patience, I always consider if I’m simply being challenged. Now, even after some processing, I’m still very much uncertain what I am ultimately meant to take away from this nasty, sporadically stunning little play. Continue Reading

