Dale Raoul, Michael Rubenstone, and James Liebman in FOREVER HOUSE at the Skylight Theatre, Written by Tony Abatemarco and Directed by Elizabeth Swain, Photo by Ed Krieger
FOREVER HOUSE is about a relationship that goes through many trials as Ben and Jack buy their first house together, try to have a family and confront their personal shortcomings. Unfortunately, this tortured play is forced to schizophrenically jump from one style to another and the real trial is making sense of this overwrought, pedantic evening.
FOREVER HOUSE starts like a sitcom with the cast acting broadly, punching bad jokes out to the audience like “You don’t like shag carpeting? Fags don’t like shags?” it then moves on to a ghost story complete with an apparition. The second act goes from Family Drama to Lifetime Movie of the Week and ends on a diatribe of Pop Psychology with the lead character talking to his boyhood teddy bear as if it were his therapist. There is no cohesion as we hurdle from style to style and the writing feels like a CliffsNotes version of dated social issues. I cringed throughout the entire show.