READ THE REVIEWS:

June 20, 2012

Writing what you know, as aspiring authors are often advised to do, almost inevitably requires hurting those you love. Theatergoers learned this from the acclaimed Broadway production of “Other Desert Cities,” and will have the lesson drilled into their heads again in “This Is Fiction,” a new play in which yet another literary daughter purges a family secret through publishing.

READ THE REVIEW
Backstage
BigThumbs_MEH

Jonathan
Mandell

June 19, 2012

Right outside the Cherry Lane Theater, on the evening when I was seeing the modest four-character play "This Is Fiction," some half dozen cranes, two dozen extras and twice as many crew were transforming the street from summer into winter, adding bucket after bucket of fake snow for a scene in a movie remake of "The Secret Life of Walter Mitty," starring Ben Stiller. One need only witness such extravagance in the service of entertainment to realize how thoroughly fiction can crowd out reality. The interplay between the two is an intriguing subject, one that "This Is Fiction," by its title and through the company’s promotional material, promises to explore. But this first full-length play by Megan Hart barely gets to its supposed subject.

READ THE REVIEW