One night only reading of The Rule of Capture.
"To see them one more time, your lost and dead, only now so bright,
so bright and changed for glory, your angels flying in their heaven, pray
tell me what price is too high? What price would you not pay? I ask five
dollars."
Almost content with summoning the dearly departed of Hollywood's starlets
and society matrons, Billie thinks she's hit the big score when she meets
a bereaved oil millionaire. But in a city like Los Angeles there are things
even a fake psychic can't predict.
Against the electric backdrop of the 1920s jazz age, a tangle of desperate
souls love, lie and raise the light in this reading of a darkly comic
new play where everyone has a racket and the only rule is capture. |