This is, in some ways, the story of my experience with not one but two productions of Our Town. I am a bit ashamed to admit that I had never read nor seen a production of Thornton Wilder’s Our Town. It is a classic, of course, and I had a vague notion of what it was about before reviewing it at Syracuse Stage—but I had never read it, read a review of it, or seen it. I came to this assignment with a blank slate, with no knowledge or bias or history with the play. In some ways, I think, this made my encounter with the two productions a bit more honest and fresh. I did not have to overcome being forced to read the play in high school or having seen a bad production or even a good production of it somewhere else.
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