What turns us on: Jenny Schwartz's language
Wed May 7 2008
Photograph: Tim Morozzo
Time Out Ratings<strong>Rating: </strong>0/5
The Grim Reaper isn’t my kink, but any psychologist will tell you that being in the presence of death makes you long for human contact and the life-affirming joy of sex. When Christina Kirk’s character expresses grief over a dying son in God’s Ear, I find myself oddly titillated. Another caveat: It’s not that Ms. Kirk is lovely and talented (she is), but it’s more a case of what she’s saying and how it’s said. As penned by the ingenious Jenny Schwartz, Kirk’s aria—a 102-line stunner of a speech—is a half-hopeful, half-devastated compilation of clichés and fragmentary non sequiturs forged into a heart-stopping litany of world-weary resignation. Death isn’t sexy, nor is sorrow, but finding ways to transmute pain into powerful language most certainly is.
God’s Ear is at the Vineyard Theatre.