Quirky allegory in the theater can be charming, and Delaney Britt Brewer uses the device beautifully in An Octopus Love Story.
One of the things that keeps theater so interesting is that you never know where you’ll find great work. On a bad night, you can have a dispiriting experience on Broadway. Two days later, you can discover a gem of a play in a black-box space on the fourth floor of a nondescript office building on West 21st Street, which is where Delaney Britt Brewer’s alternately hilarious and bittersweet comedy An Octopus Love Story may be found.
The flowering of Jane’s courage, and to a lesser extent Danny’s, forms the backbone of the story, and Holsopple’s bravura performance locks it all together, with more than able counterbalance from Tyson and excellent performances from Creighton and Greer, both of whom make the most of their scenes.
Just when you thought Neil Simon had no descendent in the 21st century, along comes Delaney Britt Brewer. Her snappy new comedy, An Octopus Love Story, is one of the most accessible and genuinely funny shows to hit downtown in quite a while.