As cliché as it is to say, you will never experience another performance like StoneMarrow Theatre’s interpretation of Crave. This play will make you question your own understanding of memory, depression, desire, love, failure—there aren’t enough nouns in the human language. This play is all dialogue and physical movement and watching it is like playing a game of emotional squash—with all the screaming, sweating, and bodily contortions you can imagine. 

“It’s a disorienting, visceral and immersive stream of consciousness experience, made even more powerful by this quartet of performers. They’ve mastered the script…”

It’s 1888, and that Swedish rascal August Strindberg has done it again. In his best naturalistic style, he’s written a play about a bored aristocratic young lady named Miss Julie, who goes searching for sexual adventure below stairs, and finds a ready accomplice with the well-travelled, cultured Jean, her father’s valet. Scandalous!

In 2003, English playwright Patrick Marber updated the tale and set it in 1945 just as Churchill’s Tory Party was defeated. It may be six decades even later but, apparently, little has changed in the effects social structures have on relationships.

The balance in this excellent Max Rubin production shifts back and forth while challenging our own perceptions of who these people are, and what they represent.