Photo Source: Pavel Antonov
Not much happens on stage. Older sisters Breda (Rosaleen Linehan) and Clara (Ruth McCabe) deliver monologues about innocence lost. Their comparatively youthful yet more embittered sister Ada (Catherine Walsh) denies them tea. Occasionally, Patsy (Mikel Murfi), a gregarious fishmonger, pays an unwelcome visit. Plot isn't the point, so let's not judge Walsh too harshly for his lack of it. The monologues, however, are another story. It's a strange talent to write material so grotesque yet so boring.
Thankfully, Walsh the director is a good sight better than Walsh the writer, so there are at least a few engaging stage pictures. A late sequence that converts Patsy into an Elvis for the David Lynch set is the play's unquestionable highlight.
But most of the time we're at sea in the vomit talk, and that's really not a good thing, for if the mind wanders, one is all but forced to contemplate Sabine Dargent's rather astoundingly ugly set and costume design. I believe that the colorblind can live full and productive lives, but theatrical designer is not an appropriate vocation.
Presented by and at St. Ann's Warehouse, 38 Water St., Brooklyn, N.Y. Nov. 1–22. Tue.–Fri., 8 p.m.; Sat., 2 and 8 p.m.; Sun., 4 p.m. (212) 352-3101, (866) 811-4111, (718) 254-8779, or www.stannswarehouse.org. Casting by Maureen Hughes.