Trash Reviews
Chicago Reader- Somewhat Recommended
"...To make matters worse, Jinx is no longer the jiggly pinup of yore but a pill-popping mound of flesh who believes that Mr. Hollywood has come to resurrect the Rocket Pussy franchise that made her career. Only Whitaker's comedic brilliance spares this play by Johnny Drago from the dumping ground."
Theatre By Numbers- Somewhat Recommended
"...“Trash” might not result in a consistent stew of high art and pop culture guilty pleasures, but the hardworking performers and smart design choices add flavor to the lack of cohesion. If you are a fan of camp and train wreck celebrities, this production provides ample servings of both."
Chicago Stage and Screen- Highly Recommended
"...The play delights in delving into rather disturbing cultural territories, and though the ending is fitting—not to mention surprising—it did jump the shark some extent. Maybe the shark bit off a foot or two. From the start, the play does have a tongue-in-cheek atmosphere, but the lines it crosses from time to time manage to blur the line between dark humor and tragic reality."
Chicago Theatre Review- Somewhat Recommended
"...This is most definitely a play for adults who enjoy the uncommon, the unorthodox and the freaky. It’s definitely not a production for everyone, especially those who easily offended or consider themselves conservative in any way. Also, Johnny Drago’s script takes a sudden, unexpected darker turn near the end that may give some theatergoers pause. And while there are many aspects of this production that are enjoyable, the often laid-back momentum and muddy clumsiness experienced opening night simply detracts from the play’s raunchy good fun."
Chicago Theater Beat- Somewhat Recommended
"...t’s in that second act that a sense that Drago has some sympathy for his own creations and that this isn’t a mean-spirited look at deluded hicks. I wish that sensibility had run more throughout, as that’s one of the things that makes anything Handbag does better than your average camp tribute—an underlying sense that as much as they poke fun, they really love their sources. But now I know who to call if the president is ever tied to a rocket bound for Mars."