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Set in a wealthy family's penthouse on The Island, Weightless is a darkly absurdist political satire about the cost of living high above the rest of the world. Through plastic surgery, sex and cultural amnesia, the family almost succeed in ignoring the dangerous crumbling of their fortress. The maid loses her female parts along with her memory and language; the lovelorn husband devolves into a chicken; the violent son is kept in check by a live-in nurse; cosmetic surgery maintains appearances at all costs. But when gravity makes its inevitable return, their elevated world implodes, with savage and farcical consequences.
'...a hilarious but disturbing look at lives in isolation, full of tragically fractured connections that might inspire you to reach out and touch someone.' Evangeline Kurtz-Nelson, Nov 2007, The Brown Daily Herald, Brown University, Providence, RI, USA
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EXTRACT: I wa-a-a-wake up and it's, it's, it's/ the same as being asleep./ Asleep-deep./ My condition./ A gazelle gliding I'm,/ with pads on its hooves but my feet./ Feet feel no and my hipsnothinga/ wo-wo-woman walks from her hips/ and where do I walk?
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EXTRACT: The fact is, I am suffering from a gravitationally challenged condition. The return of my female parts would help, since it is well known that the moon and gravity tug the body into alignment through the womb. Women are therefore more attuned to descent. It is they- we, I mean- who bear the full weight of events. Men, on the other hand, are better at rising above things. Bones, body counts, history, small children, floors that need sweeping. But for those of us suspended in between...
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EXTRACT: Get the walk right tall yes on those bloody heels six inches you'd break your neck but then you sway sensual Sheherezade weaving those tales one thousand and one nights how many films how many stories can't remember the image always the white dress billowing over the vent legs apart suggestive inviting those heels planted firmly tanned calves and the dress curving the body round her breasts full plunging neckline tantalizing cleavage all for you all for the audience eyes half closed lips moistened red the lacquer stiffening platinum hair sashay sashay Happy Birthday Mr PresidentAdult themes