(Charles Isherwood’s article appeared in The New York Times, 2/24.)
To watch “The Hallway Trilogy” by Adam Rapp is to enter an alternate universe. In this series of connected plays being performed in rotating repertory at the Rattlestick Playwrights Theater (or in all-day marathons on Sunday), a nondescript passageway in a Lower East Side tenement building becomes a carnival of the desperate, the grotesque, the outrageous. Mr. Rapp, a relentless provocateur whose numerous plays have paraded a feast of bad behavior before the city’s more adventurous — and strong-stomached — theatergoers, never ceases to extend himself in the presentation of the grisly extremes of human experience.