Jerry Portwood, Backstage
“The Amoralists manage to entertain, educate, and titillate.”
'This is a collective theatre experience, and it all starts as the audience descends into a basement infused with the scent of patchouli and encounters a messy apartment (designed by Pilieci) strewn with liquor bottles and decorated with 1960s rock posters and psychedelic paraphernalia. It would appear to be set during the Summer of Love, until someone answers a cell phone. No, this neo-hippie enclave is located in NYC's present-day Lower East Side, where the foursome manages a vegan restaurant in exchange for free room and board. They're scantily clad, quick to pounce on one another for sex (regardless of gender), and they encourage each other's rages, lovemaking, and vices.'
'The naturalistic style of acting comes easily to the pack: Pilieci is an incredible jumble of manic energy, frightening and fascinating to watch; Kautz is sexy and brooding; Lee personifies pixie innocence; and Fraunfelder unexpectedly grows to become a warm, motherly force.'
