Review: Lucinda's Bed/Chicago Dramatists | Newcity Stage
With a commanding performance by its title character, "Lucinda's Bed" may offer one of the finest star turns ever by an inanimate object. Playwright Mia McCullough cleverly tells a woman's tale by setting every scene in and around her bed: it's where the dreams and prayers of childhood unfold, where the mischief of sexual awakening unfurls, where a marriage and family are cradled, where betrayal is contemplated, where betrayal is covered up. It's a place of birth, a place of death. How could a mere actor compete with such gravitas? A teen Lucinda prays to an absent god but meets the monster under her bed. He's not scary, though, but embodied by a devilishly seductive Lucas Neff, who plays the monster (in all his incarnations) with a charismatic understated cool. In this world premiere late in its run at Chicago Dramatists, director Jessi D. Hill hustles us through the life of Lucinda, played with earnest vigor by Elizabeth Laidlaw, keeping the pace so crackling that we don't think much