Yesterday I mentioned that I was about to go see Sarah Kane's Blasted at Soho Rep. Thanks to a box-office snafu, however, I couldn't get actually get in. That's the bad news.
The good news is that I was able to reschedule, and the other good news is that Blasted is the cult hit of the fall. It was thrilling to see a half-block-long line of people waiting for cancellations for this completely harrowing show. Especially compared to the hyped-but-tired CMJ music festival happening at the same time. We may despair of its state at times, but theater remains vital in this city.