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September 28, 2015

Let’s go dreaming, shall we? C’mon, it’ll be fun. Nothing will make any sense at all, and everything will make perfect sense. You’ll feel that you’re in a wild, bright land that you didn’t know existed, but one that you’re still somehow sure that you’ve visited before. What’s more, this is a dream — one of the most entertaining you’re ever likely to have — that you get to experience while you’re wide-awake. Time was when such an invitation involved a sugar cube, a chemical and a medicine dropper. But Elevator Repair Service has come up with a head trip that is as organic as it is delirious. It’s called “Fondly, Collette Richland.” And though what opened on Monday night at New York Theater Workshop is advertised as a play, it is far closer to what happens in the privacy of your own mind when you’re in bed with your unconscious. Turning seemingly passive, interior activities into externalized, dynamic theater is what Elevator Repair Service does. This is the troupe that transformed the experience of reading a great book into a glorious marathon play with “Gatz,” a word-for-word rendering of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s “The Great Gatsby.”

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