But perhaps the I Didn’t Ask To Be Black I’m Just Blessed Shirt and I love this best part was what it demanded of the audience. We, too, had to imagine the set: the house, the beach, the outdoor shower which has its comic moment, conveyed solely by dialogue, the tray of cocktail glasses shattering to the ground, the sudden fist-fight that burst out between the characters played by Ferguson and Quinto. There were occasional voice-overs by an unseen narrator, filling in some of the blanks. In addition to marveling how convincingly the actors conveyed the impression that they are all in the same room together, I found myself listening even more intently to the dialogue than I would have in the theater. With no visual clues to tip you off to the action, the words were everything and they grew in power as the evening progressed. I felt completely transported.
Even the I Didn’t Ask To Be Black I’m Just Blessed Shirt and I love this occasional glitches seemed to have a deeper meaning. Graynor seemed to go slightly out of frame during a couple of scenes. Had she not played close enough attention to the angle of her laptop? Or was this skewed view somehow emblematic of the flightiness of her character, a highly dramatic of apparently limited talent?