Kristine Lowry

The Shadow Box, written by Michael Cristofer and directed by Phoebe Moyer, is a bit of a dark horse. You think you know what the play will be about—in a very minor way, you might be right—but mostly, you’d be wrong.

There is a lot of serendipity around. Everything confirms each of our current impressions of the world. Lately, in order to complete my Masquers’ review in time for the This Point....in time publication, I have had to attend a rehearsal rather than the play. There is something unfinished about a rehearsal, but it is also more intriguing: what efforts have been spent and combined to create the illusions of theatre?