When it first came into my head to say farewell to the 2021-2022 season with a top ten list, I also intended this essay to be something of a farewell to both South Florida Theater Magazine and South Florida as a whole. Instead, after a grand two months of living in Maryland and working at the Olney Theatre Center, I also find myself instead announcing that, as of Halloween, I have returned full time to the area to continue keeping an eye on the theatre scene and do… well, something or other!
I’ll probably tell a more nuanced story of my adventure away and unlikely return in a longer blog post one of these days, but the short version is basically as such: a decision, first, to depart for somewhere in particular, gradually transmuted into the idea that I needed to escape at any cost, which in turn led me to insert myself into a situation that, while not truly bad and in many ways illuminating, also wasn’t really ideal. In recognizing that I needed to change something about my circumstances, I came to what I now believe to be the false conclusion that leaving Florida entirely was the only solution, as opposed to trying to rearrange my life here in a way that would allow for greater freedom without requiring me to sever all existing ties.
While life in Maryland had its good points, in a deeper sense, working for a large organization that I could play little part in the actual functioning of felt somewhat hollow; and after a while the vague promise of future returns of a sort I wasn’t even sure I wanted could no longer outweigh the temptation to return to a community that I don’t think I ever truly wanted to leave. In addition, I have also decided that I am simply unwilling to live any longer without my kitty kat.
So, as odd as I know this sounds, it does not feel as if I was wrong in leaping away but that leaping was a necessary step in some strange, predestined process of self-discovery; that I left my position in a blaze of irreverent glory rather than having failed, and that coming home with an abundance of grand plans and renewed commitment is actually a non-linear step forward rather than a step back. And so leapt I have, hoping that if I merely continue following my insane whims, then by some Dionysian grace or other, everything will more or less work out.
But, back to the matter at hand: theatre criticism!! Why, exactly, it is that I decided to fashion myself a theatre critic when I actually hate being “critical” is still a little beyond me, besides the fact that I love seeing theatre, love contemplating theatre, and love to draw attention to the incredible work being done in theatre throughout South Florida. For this reason, you’ve probably noticed that I try to be as charitable as possible in my reviews while still being as truthful as possible, since I’d much rather give someone a debatably deserved compliment than be undeservedly cruel.
This also perhaps relates to the fact that I’m still learning to trust my own sense of artistic judgment; in a few cases, this insecurity has even led me to make a comment that indicated what I thought I was supposed to say or think rather than my actual opinion, which I obviously now regret.
In any case, at least by virtue of having seen more plays this season than the vast majority of theatregoers, I now find myself at least theoretically qualified to weigh in on this past season, as well as that reflecting on which plays I found particularly impactful was a refreshing chance to be purely celebratory with no attention to the nits I’d usually pick. Besides that I decided to limit myself to only including one show per company to make choosing the standouts a little less impossible, there was also no real criteria to this tallying besides my aforementioned insane whims. Thus, in some cases, shows that I found more fun to watch won out over shows that were probably technically better produced or written, and, in others, the social context or artistic ambition of a show gave it an edge over a similarly well-done but more conventional classic.
I’m also reluctantly excluding New City Players from this analysis since I feel too close to their work as an ensemble member and spend enough time rambling about how awesome they are already. It’s also worth noting that there are plenty of shows I didn’t see and even some pretty key companies that somehow stayed off my radar entirely, like Miami New Drama, The Wick, and Ronnie Larsen Presents.
Since I’ve never been a particular fan of hierarchies, I also intend this list as more of a vague progression from “incredible” to “even more incredible.” Well, that and the fact that I simply got tired of changing them given how many times over the course of my drafting I found plays changing positions—which you can choose to interpret as attesting to the difficulty of my task, to the fact that I have no bloody idea what I’m doing, or, perhaps, to both. Finally, just in case anyone is actually taking the rogue opinions of this renegade millennial seriously, I really just want to commend everyone for a remarkable season whether you’re acknowledged here or not, for your gracious acceptance of my judgment, and for keeping me perennially entertained.