The Tank and Glass Bandits Theater Company present a new play about three men named Charles: a father, his son, and his son's son. More…
In the present, three generations of fathers and sons struggle to communicate as their family line grows and ages across a vast ocean of time. How do individuals continue to exist through the passing of the years? Do I eat pickles on my sandwich because my great-great grandpa did? Charles, Charles, Charles, Charles, Charles Charles Charles.
See it if Holder's intelligent albeit unorthodox generational diorama about a man named Charles. Sharply written having 'diamond in the rough' quality
Don't see it if Absurdist plot goes a bit awry when "individual Charleses" become "universal Charleses" but Finn's taut direction keeps apace with aplomb