Dead Man’s Cell Phone at OLT
Theater, from the beginning, has been a space for confronting death, and life’s existential questions. Shakespeare, in Julius Caesar (currently on the boards at Ashland), has much to say about both: “I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him,” quoth Marc Antony, “The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones.” Fast forward to the current zeitgeist, and the evil that men, mostly men, are doing, from one side of the earth to the other—climate derangement, a new ICE age, nuclear proliferation, war crimes and lawlessness from sea to shining sea—looks very much like it will have enduring if not undying consequences.
Now comes Olympia Little Theatre’s production of Sarah Ruhl’s quintessentially quirky comedy, Dead Man’s Cell Phone, directed by Kendra Malm and Toni Holm.
