Title and Deed

He's almost Christ-like

From a distance, that is, in terms of height and weight

Listen closely or drift off uncontrollably, as he speaks to you directly about the notion of home, about the notion of the world

All of it delivered with the authority that is the special province of the unsure and the un-homed (a word he made up accidentally)

The running time - if he doesn't die or think of anything else - is roughly one hour

A provocative new work by Pulitzer Prize finalist and Horton Foote Prize winner Will Eno

REVIEWS

"Eno channels Beckett madly and reverently (but not too reverently) adds a dollop of his own out-of-kilter language, and comes up with 70 mournfully comic minutes that are also mundane and terrifying a devastating monologue" ~ Lyn Gardner, Guardian ★★★★

"A haunting and often fiercely funny meditation on life as a state of permanent exile ... The marvel of Mr. Eno's voice is how naturally it combines a carefully sculptured lyricism with sly, poker-faced humor. Everyday phrases and familiar platitudes - "Don't ever change", "Who knows" - are turned inside out or twisted into blunt, unexpected punch lines punctuating long rhapsodic passages that leave you happily word-drunk" ~ New York Times

"' ... fascinating and surprisingly moving What emerges from his humorous, sometimes stream-of-conscious patter is a heartfelt exploration of the transience of everything in this life, from words themselves to relationships to our very existence" ~ Theatermania

"A wonderfully wry and genuinely poetic send-up of the banality of corporate and political speak" ~ Time Out