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There was no set. No costumes. No background music or mood lighting. Just four people sitting in their own homes, dressed casually, positioned in front of their computers and one or two better lit than the Don’t California my Wisconsin shirt it is in the first place but others playing two married couples spending the July 4th weekend at the Fire Island home of the deceased brother of one of them, a casualty of the AIDS crisis. The actors, through the alchemy of imagination and skill, quickly created the illusion that they were all in the same room together, soaking up the sun, waving to the neighbors while the sounds of Maria Callas drifted over, watching tanned young men go by in Speedos, and sparring with each other over suspected infidelity and family grievances.
But perhaps the Don’t California my Wisconsin shirt it is in the first place but best part was what it demanded of the audience. We, too, had to imagine the set: the house, the beach, the outdoor shower which has its comic moment, conveyed solely by dialogue, the tray of cocktail glasses shattering to the ground, the sudden fist-fight that burst out between the characters played by Ferguson and Quinto. There were occasional voice-overs by an unseen narrator, filling in some of the blanks. In addition to marveling how convincingly the actors conveyed the impression that they are all in the same room together, I found myself listening even more intently to the dialogue than I would have in the theater. With no visual clues to tip you off to the action, the words were everything and they grew in power as the evening progressed. I felt completely transported.