My husband found Ms. Pollack’s performance overwrought, and the hand gestures mannered and unappealing. While I thought her performance brilliant, in the case of the latter, I must agree with him. Why, oh why, do actresses with long, albeit beautiful, hair, feel it necessary to keep shoving their tresses around? It’s distracting.

The concept, although certainly not new, was presented in an imaginative way. My husband found it trite.

HE thought the slide-show element was unnecessary. Normally, I would agree that that sort of conceit would not work in a drama, but I felt it was used to advantage here. I applaud Ms. Pollack’s ability to make “suicide cartoons” amusing, tragic and visually interesting at the same time.

This is is a painful play- deeply touching, gut-wrenching and, very funny all at once. I have known women like the ones portrayed by Ms. Pollak, and have walked beside them on the same journey. Fortunately, all but one managed to emerge at the other end of the tunnel.

Ms. Pollack’s characters had hard lives and devastating things happen to them. But she never lost sight of the fact that their worst enemy was, ultimately, their own self-pity. (My husband thought most of the characters whiney and unsympathetic and frequently was uncertain as to which character was supposed to be speaking. )

This is a complicated and layered piece and will not appeal to everyone. But I am mightily glad I had the chance to see it.

One word of advice: Penny – please work on those accents, or lose them entirely. At least, keep them consistent in any given scene. It made following the character changes confusing.

PS: I will never look at a galvanized tub the same way again!

Debora