(Michael Feingold’s article appeared in the Village Voice, 11/9.)
Midway through Kirsten Greenidge's sweet-natured, warmly compassionate Milk Like Sugar (Playwrights Horizons), its teenage heroine, Annie (Angela Lewis), does something startlingly cruel and, one would think, unforgivable. The shock signals both the breadth and the clarity of Greenidge's dramatic focus: She indicts nobody, but she isn't going to let anybody off the hook either. Among the later shocks that resonate with this one is a speech of even more startling cruelty, delivered to Annie by her mother, Myrna (Tonya Pinkins). For good or for ill, the world is the way it is; if you think it needs changing, to find the means of change is your task, not the playwright's. "For the poet," said Sir Philip Sidney, "he nothing affirms, and therefore never lieth." It could be the credo for Greenidge's remarkable play.