In six years, “Indecent” hadn’t really lost the momentum it achieved during its Broadway run. “It’s sort of already become a classic,” someone said from across the table. We all knew of a different production of “Indecent” happening somewhere in the country. In that month, July 2017, everyone was talking about “Indecent”.įive years later, I sat in a crowded restaurant with friends, still talking about it. But, when thinking about seeing “Indecent” for the first time, that’s what stands out: the quiet reflection, the strangeness of emerging into the crowded New York streets, and the glances I exchanged with other audience members as we left-ones that acknowledged the weight of what we’d all experienced. When I look back on plays I’ve seen, what I remember most isn’t usually the feeling of walking out of the theater.
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