The Boys Next Door

I am not finished reading this play as of yet, but I remembered something I wanted to blog before I would forget it. I remember Vicki Jackson (my old high school theatre teacher during my freshman and sophomore years) had sent an email to another director we were competing with, who was doing The Boys Next Door, warning him to be dead on with acting of the mentally unstable because the judges son was mentally handicapped. That would be one of the biggest issues when attempting to produce this play (just like many others)you can not stereotype an illness, disease, defect or anything of the sort in a drama as there are people out there who have lived with that first hand. In the UIL world, it could be your judge or whoever. Even when working with another language as you would in Sweet Nothings In My Ear (sign language)...you have to know your stuff.