Great Canadian Theatre Company

The Great Canadian Theatre Company is starting their season with a topical political drama that tackles both police violence against Black youth and artistic appropriation, raising simultaneous questions of who gets to tell the story and why the story exists at all.

There is enough personal and professional intrigue to earn the play’s description as being about “the abuse of power, political expediency, and the masks we wear to carry on as if everything is as it should be.” I think, acutely aware of my privilege as a white cisgender male, the key word here is abuse.

What happens when a politician orders a murder to slip by in a vote? Comedy! And if Healey was aiming for a comedy he certainly succeeded, with a cast of hilarious characters, rants against Canadian Tire, a quest to find Triscuits, a splendidly performed awkward post-sex scene, rants against twenty-somethings and excellent use of the word “fuckwit.”