PRESS

"Choreographed by the husband-and-wife team of Bobbi Jene Smith and Or Schraiber, the wordless interlude imagines the book’s unwritten stretch between leaving the bar at each other’s throats and waking up together. Roberta and Danny dance, flirt, poke, prod, claw, open up, yearn; the movement functions as a metaphorical sex scene... It’s a strange, mesmerizing concoction of sweetness, ferocity, awkwardness and aggression that reveals more about the lovers, and the fine line between tender passion and violence, than anything said on stage."

   — The Guardian