Last of the Boys, a Fierce, Funny American Comedy
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The last date listed for Last of the Boys was Saturday September 24, 2005 / 3:00pm.
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Partner swapping goes awry in The Qualms, the new comedy by Pulitzer-winning playwright Bruce Norris (Clybourne Park). In this darkly funny world premiere from Steppenwolf Theatre Company and Tony-winning director Pam MacKinnon, a group of friends gathers at a beachside apartment complex for their regular evening of food, drink, drugs and sex. But when a new couple joins the party, the freewheeling night devolves into a territorial battle over mating privileges. Often compared to Edward Albee for his witty examinations of the American psyche, Norris is one of two playwrights (the other being David Mamet) to win a Pulitzer, Tony and Olivier Award for a single play. In The Qualms, he delves into the eternal struggle for power and status. Learn More
Jeeter arrives in the Great Central Valley to the rusted trailer of his buddy Ben, a fellow Vietnam veteran. Their beer drinking is interrupted by the arrival of Jeeter’s new girlfriend, her crazy mother and a stranger from their shared past. This is a fierce, funny American story by Steven Dietz, one of the country’s most widely-produced playwrights.
The following is from the opening stage directions of Last of the Boys: "A man appears from the trailer. Moves into the yard, opening a bottle of beer. Not a good beer. This is a point of contention. These things matter. Name is Stephen Willoughy Stark. You’d know him as Jeeter. (And you wouldn’t know why.) He’s a vet. Vietnam. Our man has lived hard in his fifty-plus years. Knocked about these amber waves for a good long time and left his name on an awful lot of lists, if you follow. And he always ends up here: at the home of his best pal, his “top hombre,” his “comrade in armchairs”: Benjamin Lee Holloway. You’d know him as Ben. (You WOULD NOT call him “Benny” or “Benjie” or any other moniker of jocular familiarity – even in jest.) And chances are you’d like him. He’s a builder. Used to work for a contractor, but couldn’t abide a lesser man looking over his shoulder. Too much like Nam. Yeah, he’s a vet, too."