… and now he’s just, like, dead.
I was lucky enough to revisit This Is Our Youth a couple of weeks ago and I enjoyed it just as much as the first time. I’m pretty sure Michael Cera was better and Kieran Culkin hammed it up even more – if you can imagine that. Gevinson was adorable as per usual.
While I love this play, I can’t stand the last twenty minutes. Nothing happens; they barely have anything left to converse about. It’s like Lonergan doesn’t know how to end the show. It doesn’t go off on a high or low note – just a “huh?” note, which I guess is appropriate given that the characters have no idea what they’re doing with their lives.
Come to think of it: that’s probably exactly what Lonergan was going for.
I stand corrected (by myself). Go see this before it closes on January 4th.