Margaret Gray – LA Times
During Alena Smith’s play “Icebergs,” in its world premiere at the Geffen Playhouse, thirtysomething screenwriter Calder (Nate Corddry) sets up an air mattress in his Silver Lake living room for a visiting friend.
The mattress is the self-inflating kind, and after Calder plugs it in, he sits lost in thought, the whirring noise of the motor just loud enough that he doesn’t hear his wife come in and deliver bad news.
It’s an unexpectedly theatrical device, this air mattress. Watching it fill up is at once soothing and suspenseful. We don’t worry that it won’t inflate. We know the rubber mat will become a bed — unless, of course, it explodes. Read more…
Dany Margolies – The Daily News
Isolation and tribalism, art and commerce, privacy and over-sharing, global warming and geological cycles, commitment and divorce, parental frustration and parental adoration, instability and inevitability. Read more…
Deborah Klugman – LA Weekly
A screenwriter must choose between preserving the integrity of his story or changing it to please a box-office star. A career-minded actress must decide between having the baby she and her husband presumably long for or pursuing her profession. Read more…
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