Just when you barely recovered from the stirringly funny-sad episode 3, this week hit even harder. What began as a workshop for training actors turned into something reminiscent of the movie Synecdoche New York, where Nathan played one of the trainees who felt ambivalent about the stalkerish nature of the Nathan's method, and Nathan virtually stalked him to his bedroom with pokemon and rilakkuma stuff animals. This meta, acting-within-acting approach is social anxiety and regurgitated thoughts at play: Did they like me? If not, why? Unbearable social rejection prompts Nathan to reenact and thereby reexamine life events for himself and for others, but such a crazy replay of life, backed by major network budget, is not something everyone is able, or willing, to do.
This show leaves me feeling everything at all once. It's a social experiment, performance art (pun unintended), a tragicomedy that makes you laugh, cry, think and want more.
This show leaves me feeling everything at all once. It's a social experiment, performance art (pun unintended), a tragicomedy that makes you laugh, cry, think and want more.
