A review by allyvari
Anon by Naomi Iizuka

5.0

Soaked in the fragmented syncretism of refugees globally and intricately woven with sensory stimuli for our memories, Naomi Iizuka crafts an epic poem for today's world. In an act of recalling the Grecian tale of Odysseus of yesterday, Iizuka helps us to remember the refugees of the world today, who too often become faceless and nameless on their journey to seek home. Through gorgeous mythological-harkening images and symbols, Iizuka reminds us through Anon's voice that "facts are only part of the story" of immigration, and there is a much deeper human need underneath. It's everything I love about theatre, and the possibilities of this play are endless.