11.20.2015 Reciting the lines exactly as they were written in the script, ones repeated countless times over the years by many talented voices but never like this, her micro-inflections impossibly harmonizing, evoking primal memories, compiling layers of character, and the subtle turns of gesture, the cut of the costume, palpable tension with the cast, absorbing the audience, while drinking up my attention and returning more in loving kindness, she flew beyond the character, the play, the theater, the genre, opening the moment with unforeseen richness and establishing in my mind, for the first time, the glimpse, the taste, the undeniability of multi-dimensionality.
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