Dr. 2's diagnosis of patient Early Sunday Morning by Dara O'Brien
Patient: Early Sunday Morning
Legal Guardian: Playwright Dara O'Brien
Insurance: Paperkutz
Symptoms: picky palette, depressing dimensions
Diagnosis: easel dropping
Patient Description:
"Flowers, the favorite subjects of lady painters." The patient tells the story of two painters who endearingly poke each other with their dipsticks until they casually decide to paint the portrait of holy matrimony. If the dialogue wasn't on par, I would have donned a mask to deal with this genre. Gushy, love scenes are typically the first things I flick into the bio-hazard bin. I was interested in the burdens of female painters described in the artistic milieu, but the misogyny was too suspicious. The writing itself, not the politics, came out as unbelievable. The ending was signature. It was fitting for a play that blended the colors of theater and pictorial art.
Dr. 2's diagnosis of patient How Do You Say, Hola? by Art Por Diaz
Patient: How Do You Say, Hola?
Legal Guardian: Playwright Art Por Diaz
Insurance: Bookmarx Medical
Symptoms: awkward abuelo, slow internet connection, language apathy
Diagnosis: language ignoramus
Patient Description:
The legal guardian's preferred theme is the cultural divide between Mexico and America. With regard to character flaws, I saw myself in the patient. I was the ignorant youth flicking vocab words through Google translate in language learning apathy. Currently learning Portuguese, I was reminded to always feel dutiful in my daily effort. Not only is the legal guardian specialized in their theme, but succinct in their story telling as well.
Dr. 2's diagnosis of patient A La Roro by Art Por Diaz
Patient: A La Roro
Legal Guardian: Playwright Art Por Diaz
Insurance: Bookmarx Medical
Symptoms: political pus, Mexican-American vertigo
Diagnosis: hypersensitive-closet-creature-phobia
Patient Description:
Political but polite, the patient innocently captured the Mexican-American border divide and debate. The monsters and their funny technicalities made a vivid short story. I don’t see why this can’t turn into a full one act. Why not get more monsters? Why not involve a U.N.I.C.O.R.N. representative over the phone to settle the matter of who’s going to be crawling under the bed tonight? Bright and creative, the patient should have expatiated monster politics to a fuller degree.
Dr. 2's diagnosis of patient All Good Children Go To Heaven by M.E.H. LEWIS & Barbara Lhota
Patient: All Good Children Go to Heaven
Legal Guardian: M.E.H. LEWIS & Barbara Lhota
Insurance: PagePay Plus
Symptoms: holy headaches, back alley blues
Diagnosis: fatherly fervor
Patient Description:
Christians pay taxes, but still their children go to Hell if they aren't baptized promptly and exactly. Well balanced religious plays are my favorite. This one's not too blasphemous while not too teddy bear. At first I noted that the symbolism was robust, but over the different plot lines it was dispersed well. The patient is close to earning five stars, but at times the dialogue was either too telling or too simple. This really bumped down the experience. At least the patient is raw. It was almost too scandalous, but the legal guardians properly utilized their characters and tie up all story lines with tact. Perhaps I will be seeing Stoli in my office soon.
Dr. 2's diagnosis of patient Of Serpents & Sea Spray by Rachel Bublitz
Patient: Of Serpents and Sea Spray
Legal Guardian: Playwright Rachel Bublitz
Insurance: Paperkutz
Symptoms: aching adventurism, imaginative escapism
Diagnosis: reality aversion
Patient Description:
Enter the goddess Athena, stage right. The patient's young hero has a youthful imagination that wasn't cloy or childish. They were so darling I gave them a cute sticker. However, their major dysfunction is language. I understand that the hero is a child, but many parts of the dialogue were either redundant, amateur, or babyish. Athena is a total bloke. The French sailors were rusty with cliched parlance. The patient is not a flop story-wise. Even with the inflammation of the language, the story is healthy. An Rx for language distilling is what this patient needs.
Dr. 2's diagnosis of patient Juggling With Mr. Fields by Jennifer O'Grady
Patient: Juggling With Mr. Fields
Legal Guardian: Playwright Jennifer O'Grady
Insurance: PagePay Plus
Symptoms: saggy cigars, couch potato, goin'-nowhere-fast
Diagnosis: retro showbizickus
Patient Description:
I was an alien to the patient's preferred celebrity. They kept talking about W.C. Fields. Who's W.C. Fields? I was informed that he was a good juggler. I was reluctant to research their idol because the rising action was not very stimulating. The story was charming. Mr. Fields owned the stage, but an Rx of drama injections would prevent the plot from simply boiling along. As a director's note, the context contained too much particular instruction. Before the patient leaves my office, have them come to my desk. I want to see the ol' boy juggle.
Nurse 911's diagnosis of patient Vietnam Zippos by J. Weintraub
Patient: Vietnam Zippos
Legal Guardian: Playwright J. Weintraub
Insurance: Bookmarx Medical
Symptoms: inflammation of the factoids, signature stage style
Diagnosis: narrated nihilism
Patient Description:
I asked the patient politely to stop flaring their butane lighter in the examination room. They kept flaring their butane lighter in the examination room. Their story were a hit, miss, and flop. The "badass soldier with a lighter" shtick lost its charm quickly. The ending was confusing. I asked the patient to describe it better, but they kept flicking their lighter. They just kept flicking, Doctor. I dissected the ending myself. The history and intricacies of Zippo brand lighters did not transition well to an ending that suggested that "World Peace is the answer." Perhaps they were trying to create some contrast and surprise, but Zippo history and world peace did not synthesis well.
Dr. 2's diagnosis of patient P.S. I Love Your Daughter by Gary Cobin
Patient: P.S. I Love Your Daughter
Legal Guardian: Playwright Gary Cobin
Insurance: PagePay Plus
Symptoms: Jenny-Was-A-Friend-Of-Mine
Diagnosis: daddy's girl
Patient Description:
The patient's protagonist had me hooked by first beer, cheers. The comedic character's really hit the spot. I was giggling like a tickled babe. Unfortunately, when the patient reached their plot's revelations, it really handicapped itself with a flat delivery. The writing did not reach a believable standard when it needed it most. Rx of 1000mg Chortles will be prescribed. The story survives until the end, but I was surprised by the shift in dialogue quality. In addition, Paul's character was way too dude, especially to his daughter. I understand he was a poor father, but he's still someone's father. Wasn't he head of the company as well? Is a sargeant's behavior on the same level as his cadets? The story gets its zingers and all the boys figure out what to do. P.S. Derek's an idiot.
