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A review by rae_mae
Age of Minority: Three Solo Plays by Jordan Tannahill
5.0
I picked this up on a whim about a week ago. I wanted to challenge myself to read something new. Outside of school, I’ve only ever read one play before on my own time; I’ve never had any hard feelings toward plays, but as a genre they never really stood out to me. I think Jordan Tannahill changed that for me (I’m very excited about this). I loved the experience that reading Age of Minority gave me.
I’m giving these plays 4/5, 4/5 and 5/5 stars, respectively. The last play, Peter Fechter: 59 Minutes, truly stood out for me. It was absolutely heartbreaking in its explorations of the extents that we will go to to receive and experience love. I got emotional towards the end of the play when Peter neared his death. Tannahills execution of this section is admirable, i could picture everything that Tannahill set out to capture. The way Peter described all of the sounds around him in the moments before he passed is probably my favourite thing that I’ve read in a while.
Something to note about these plays is that they’re monologues rather than dialogues. This was definitely odd to me at the beginning, and I was sceptical about how that would even work as a play. But it does, and I loved it. This method of play writing really allows you to get a magnified look into the character, and see them in all of their most vulnerable conditions.
I will definitely be seeking out some more plays to read, and I definitely hope that one day I’ll get the experience of seeing Peter Fechter: 59 Minutes live.
I’m giving these plays 4/5, 4/5 and 5/5 stars, respectively. The last play, Peter Fechter: 59 Minutes, truly stood out for me. It was absolutely heartbreaking in its explorations of the extents that we will go to to receive and experience love. I got emotional towards the end of the play when Peter neared his death. Tannahills execution of this section is admirable, i could picture everything that Tannahill set out to capture. The way Peter described all of the sounds around him in the moments before he passed is probably my favourite thing that I’ve read in a while.
Something to note about these plays is that they’re monologues rather than dialogues. This was definitely odd to me at the beginning, and I was sceptical about how that would even work as a play. But it does, and I loved it. This method of play writing really allows you to get a magnified look into the character, and see them in all of their most vulnerable conditions.
I will definitely be seeking out some more plays to read, and I definitely hope that one day I’ll get the experience of seeing Peter Fechter: 59 Minutes live.