Theater: Peter Jay Sharp / 416 West 42nd Street, New York, NY, 10036
What happens when a mild-mannered Manhattanite shows up at his father’s Las Vegas funeral and ends up in a fight with his fuming stepmother? Or when he suddenly finds himself in a room, translating the details of an asylum seeker’s torture? In his new solo work, Martin Moran takes us on a quest from West of the Rockies to South of Johannesburg, unearthing unexpected connections and human hilarities as he attempts to resolve an ancient riddle: How is it that one moment we might reach out in compassion and the next…kill?
January 31, 2013: Martin Moran has spent time with more than a few therapists. He mentions a Sanskrit mantra that he recites in moments of stress, so you assume there’s been a meditation guru somewhere in his life. And he quotes the eternally helpful words of philosophers like Seneca and Aristotle.
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