Fertile Ground

A staged reading of The Lindworm. Yet another dysfunctional family, with the husband being abused by the wife this time (even though he was twice her size).  All roiled together with folklore and fairy tales and witches.  Somewhere in the play the characters are assigned weapon totems - finding a weapon that matches their personality.  Sasha thought about a protective shield for himself.  But what he really could have used was a cloak of invisibility, to roll himself up and disappear from the world.  And the play itself?  Its weapon is a cudgel.  Cause it spent over an hour beating the plot into the audience, over and over again.  And would have spent another hour and a half doing the same thing, if I hadn't have left at intermission.