"I want a flawed, tired marriage to fall back on."
Oh, the sweet, lazy comfort of mediocrity. Real happiness and accomplishment might require effort and risk and change. Man, that sounds like work.
Gina Gionfriddo's excellent play, "Rapture, Blister, Burn" offers loads of trenchant ideas and arguments about the aspirations of women and men trying to fulfill themselves. Yet, as the dust settles, the denizens of Gionfriddo's universe appear as uncertain as they ever were. Kind of damned if you do, damned if you don't.
Twenty Percent Theatre is staging this smart and provocative script at the Minneapolis Theatre Garage, and it deserves to be seen.
Gionfriddo is biting in her wit, yet generous with her characters — flawed as they are. The feminism she explores in this play makes its own rules and discoveries, recognizing the mileposts of history yet not at all a prisoner to orthodoxy. She seems interested in probing unhappiness among modern women with an honest and painful inquiry, rather than prescribing pat solutions.
The work is keenly aware of distinct points of view.
Is this Catherine's play? Renee Werbowsky portrays this accomplished author who ambitiously rose from grad school to celebrity. Twenty years later she has limped back home, regretting her decision never to marry and have a family.
Or perhaps, the argument belongs to Avery (Rachel Finch), jaded in youth and well on her way to cynicism. Ah, but it might be Gwen, whose palpitating psyche, fragile self-image and fear of the outside world define Kelli Gorr's performance.