Pounding Nails In The Floor at Pride Arts Center

Chicago Theatre Review - Highly Recommended

"...Director Dambacher brilliantly steered Johnson, ricocheting him from wall to wall. Not all of the men were angry on the surface; some used humor to mask their indignation, and some didn’t even know that they were angry, they were so trapped by the web of tripe that society can spin. Dambacher crafted the ticking time bomb for the explosions intricately as the seething, slow burns. The linking factor of anger proved that whether someone is labeled a deadbeat by society or grills sirloins behind a white picket fence, internal fears and doubts cannot be assuaged. With a social atmosphere that is obsessed to excess with outside appearance, this production proves that the disconnect between our personal identity and our public identity will forever disconnect us from each other."