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Matthew Freeman is a Brooklyn based playwright with a BFA from Emerson College. His plays include THE DEATH OF KING ARTHUR, REASONS FOR MOVING, THE GREAT ESCAPE, THE AMERICANS, THE WHITE SWALLOW, AN INTERVIEW WITH THE AUTHOR, THE MOST WONDERFUL LOVE, WHEN IS A CLOCK, GLEE CLUB, THAT OLD SOFT SHOE and BRANDYWINE DISTILLERY FIRE. He served as Assistant Producer and Senior Writer for the live webcast from Times Square on New Year's Eve 2010-2012. As a freelance writer, he has contributed to Gamespy, Premiere, Complex Magazine, Maxim Online, and MTV Magazine. His plays have been published by Playscripts, Inc., New York Theatre Experience, and Samuel French.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

"Downright disturbing!" "Punishing!" "Hell is other people's sexual fantasies!" "Priceless!" "Fractured!"

This is from the first, and positive, review of Blue Coyote's Happy Endings. It can be found at theateronline.com.

Dan Callahan thinks there may be something...wrong with me. Whoo-hoo!

I would like to stress that what happens in my play has never happened to me or anyone I know. Because that would be really, really weird.

UPDATE: Happy Endings is a Backstage Pick.

UPDATE: The New York Times chimes in. I'm big enough to post to it. Rachel Saltz seemed to forget to laugh. Oh well. She did provide me with perhaps my favorite pull quote, though. So, whatever, I'll take it. ("...in Matthew Freeman’s “White Swallow,” hell is other people’s sexual fantasies.")

UPDATE: The New Theater Corps gives us a fine review, and calls "The White Swallow" one of the highlights of Happy Endings.

UPDATE: Aaron Riccio at That Sounds Cool reviews Happy Endings.

5 comments:

Zack said...

Congrats!!!

David D. said...

"I would like to stress that what happens in my play has never happened to me or anyone I know. Because that would be really, really weird."

Well. At least... as far as you know.

David Johnston said...

You are having a disturbing effect on my social circles, Matt. My friends John & Wayne came to the show last night, and at intermission they just kept saying "Eat the egg! Eat the egg!" and chortling.

Freeman said...

It's really all a playwright can hope for. Except to be born Tracy Letts.

David D. said...

I'm man enough to admit that I don't get that Tracy Letts joke. Is she one of those blog-famous people?