Favorite TV Show: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Favorite Cuisine: Korean
Favorite Comfort Food: Hot Wings from Bonnie’s Grill
Favorite Hobby: Baseball!
Ben is a long-time New Yorker who has been an avid patron of theater since TDF introduced him to it in his senior year of high school. He has lived in Brooklyn since we was 6 years old and loves his borough (and Queens is a pretty close second!). Aside from theatre, he is a huge baseball fan, loves to cook and spending time with his girlfriend (of almost four years)! He wishes that Broadway theaters had more legroom and maybe cup holders because, let’s be honest, a guy gets thirsty during an hour and a half long show.
I’m just going to jump straight into it: to me, this show did not make sense a lot of the time. More than any other show I've been to... I struggled to connect the dots, to establish a sequence of events, or to figure out where the show was heading.
Here you have this “radical lawyer” talking about working with the ACLU, defending the Black Panthers, and bearing witness to a state-sponsored shooting (the Attica Prison Riot, for those interested). With these themes and organizations popping up pretty much everyday in the real world right now, it was almost comforting for me to know that – at least in some way – the political reality we occupy isn’t a new story.
This was one of those shows that left me thinking for hours afterwards: about the characters, about the themes, and about how they related to me. I’m always waiting for a play that makes me think in a profound way. Well, Fade definitely fit the bill. I lingered in the theater afterwards thinking about what I just saw (and maybe avoiding the snow and the cold for just a little bit longer).
Crude is an understatement. It was cringe worthy one moment and then unabashedly profane the next. I was laughing for almost the entirety of this play but also wincing from time to time at it all.
I found myself always looking at the characters and trying to decide who had the moral high ground. I finally came to the conclusion that no one really had the high ground – they’re all shitty people in their own, special way. And I think that’s hilarious, while also being sad.
First curious occurrence of the night: this play took place inside a restaurant. I was terribly confused when I first walked in. No stage, no normal theater seating. Luckily, my girlfriend had gotten there earlier and figured out where we needed to go.
This show made me uncomfortable, and maybe not in a good way. Some shows challenge perceptions, make a person think more critically about an issue. During the first act, I thought that was what I was getting - but then I suddenly was flipped into something completely different.
I was really excited to see this play. After I got my ticket and sat down in the theater, I was immediately drawn to the space itself. The seating arrangement mirrored the kind of half-circle you might see in the U.S. House of Representatives – it made me feel almost like I was a Roman Senator or a U.S. Representative, watching everything unfold.
Sonya and Andrey, the only two characters in the entirety of the play, first appeared to me as nothing more than ordinary people having ordinary conversations. I was puzzled by the plainness. I could have had those same kinds of talks with a friend or a kind stranger.