Really dug this. Excellent use of an alternating chapter structure to interleave two parallel perspectives on the same event. Feels oddly lived-in in the placement of it in that very weird, tentative post-Covid set-up where theatres were still masked and disinfected and clustered. There’s an odd sense of responsibility when using your life in your art - what do you owe to the other people you drag into it? Is it ok to change things, twist things? Does it have to be true or just have verisimilitude? The depiction here of someone watching that happen to them in real time, and the nerves of the artist awaiting the reaction, is fascinating.