By Elaine Liner
By Jim Schutze
By Rachel Watts
By Lauren Drewes Daniels
By Anna Merlan
By Lee Escobedo
Lucius (Michael Turner), a serial killer facing extradition to a death penalty state, shares an exercise cage with Angel (Sean T. Perez), a first-time felon awaiting trial for shooting a crooked evangelist in the buttocks. Lucius has found God in the joint and tries to lead Angel to salvation. Angel resists, not believing in a God who would forgive a killer as ruthless and evil as Lucius. They argue religion. They howl like wolves. Lucius prays. The sadistic guard, Valdez (Christopher Carlos), curses them both. Angel's lawyer, Mary-Jane (Karen Parrish), coaches Angel to lie on the witness stand. There's not a bat's squeak of goodness among them.
Under the direction of KDT company member Dan Day, "A" Train leaves the station with engines at full roar and never lets up for a moment to allow the playwright's message of grace and salvation to really sink in. Instead it's two and a half long hours of ear-splitting cries. Like metal on metal, the men's angry epithets bounce off the walls of the bare set.
From Act 1:
Lucius: "Shut the fuck up!"
Angel: "You shut the fuck up!"
Lucius: "Shut the fuckity fuck up!"
Angel: "You shut the fuckity fuck up!"
Both: "Shut the fuck up!"
So beautiful, the language of romance.