The logistics of this production required minimal staging. I’d like to see it in a larger venue with a larger budget.
My overall impression
Stefan couches the core of his show within the journey of a persona trying to figure out what to say and how to say it. He zigzags between the show and the show-within-the-show — or overlaps them — so deftly, one is sometimes unsure which one he’s doing. But what begins as a potentially glib dismissal of one-person show tropes morphs into a genuine, deeply personal expression of loss fused with threads of hope. And he pulls it off with the subtle elegance only available to someone with his decades of experience as a writer, director, and actor. Avant-garde but accessible, vulnerable without being overwrought, filled with laughs and none of them cheap, “My One-Woman Show (The Search for a Truthful Moment)” is so well-rounded, it may just ruin future solo shows for you.