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October 2, 2017

Are parents just tame animals, housebroken and desexed?

It’s a question that seems to be on playwrights’ minds. Some, like Sarah Ruhl in “How to Transcend a Happy Marriage,” test it on straight couples exploring polyamory. Others, like Mark Gerrard in “Steve” and Peter Parnell in “Dada Woof Papa Hot,” test it on gay men embracing their newfound legal rights yet unready to let go of their outlaw prerogatives.

Either way, the answer is the same. Parents are half one thing, half another, stuck in no-win cage matches that pit domesticity against the beastliness built into human nature.

But not until Dan Giles’s “Breeders,” playing at the Access Theater, has the question been rendered so literally. The cage, too. For in this satire of mainstreamed queerness, presented by New Light Theater Project, two different couples anticipate a blessed event. In one, gay men nervously gnaw at their relationship as they wait for their surrogate to give birth. In the other, the gnawing is more literal. That couple are hamsters.

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