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WAITING FOR GOD IBD

APOCALYPSE PARTY
01 / 2022
9781954899636
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Sinopsis

Two friends wait for god beside an x-ray-cum-time-machine, eating invisible shirts and speaking into their bras like megaphones. TheyâÇÖre joined in their theological vigil by a man named after a vegetable and a narcoleptic goat who just might be god. Welcome to the sixth dimension of time, a place where cartoon physics rules and the stage collapses into the page. Bodies fold into fictions. Samuel Beckett switches places with Sarah Kane. Welcome toáWaiting for God, a realm where the laws of literature are superseded by apocryphaâÇÖs fever dream.Vi Khi NaoâÇÖs latest is a closet drama in which the closet is the mind, the mindâÇÖs eye, the cosmos, an x-ray, an x-ray machine, an intimacy, a little cell that wants to split in two but canâÇÖt make up its mind. Is it I, or is it AI? Only the most infinitesimal instrument can tell, and sheâÇÖs not telling.á-Joyelle McSweeney, author ofáToxicon and ArachneInáWaiting for God, Vi Khi Nao blows up the 'whoâÇÖs on first' humor of BeckettâÇÖs classic, creating a hypertrophic aperture through which all of our current moment-our disappointments, our romances, our violences, and, yes, our deities-pours out. At times it is philosophical, hilarious and dadaistic. It is a bawling, brawling portrait of our time that refuses to ever cohere into the kind of static quality that 'portrait of our time' suggests.-Johannes Goransson, author ofáPoetry Against All: A DiaryTake this x-ray / time machine. This body. Its desire to reconcile its inner and outer selves. Its gender that misses its old gender. An ancient depression. A conversation about God or a goat or a goat God and the myth that we most constantly live in through all dimensions-the one about how and why we go on if no one loves us. If not ourselves. InáWaiting for God, Vi Khi Nao brilliantly calls into question all of our beliefs, our many ways of being, with a blood-thinning, acid-slick humor that tremors through a lively wild and sometimes wooly cast of characters as they quite literally roam across the page. Vi Khi NaoâÇÖs work demands a kind of attention we so rarely give to the multilayered reality written into the body. Is this a play that queers Beckett? Perhaps. Is this a play passionate about the art of carrying story? Its shock collar of pain? Itsáscreaming into the bra cup void of delight? Absolutely.-Jen Rouse, author ofáRiding with Anne SextonNaoâÇÖs play takes BeckettâÇÖs canonicaláWaiting for Godotáand masterfully has it perform magic she taught it in secret (via radiography, in the galvanic space between surgeon and patient). You may find yourself flabbergastedly confronted with the cinema of time. It is an absolute delight.á-Sarah Burgoyne, author ofáBecause the Sun

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