What would happen if an orthodox priest were tempted into the Hollywood fame game? Isn’t giving a sermon like having a one-man show every Sunday?
All God’s Creatures tells the story through eight character monologues. One through four explore the absurd truth in the Entertainment Industry’s worst cliches: a PMS-ing AD, a satanic agent, a femme-fetale manager and a Tony-Robbins-meets-Friedrich-Nietzsche career seminar activist.
The story follows shifts POV to the priest in the next four monologues: bouncer, bartender, homeless man, real-estate broker. A sinfully comedic journey of one Good man's descent from Heaven to Hollywood. No man’s a Temptation Island unto himself. The frock stops here.
|This series of monologues written and directed by Alex Lyras, promises a clever test of performance and reality. It is a philosophical, thought-provoking journey with enough bizarre twists to keep us engaged throughout. Lyras’ range of references and his ability to cull humor from the least likely places, made both old and young who filled the theater, exhale a repertoire of laughter.|
|It’s not so far stretch to accept Alex Lyras’ conceit in his searing monologue show, All God’s Creatures, now playing at The Kraine theater, that an orthodox priest would be seduced into the “entertainment” industry. Lyras’ ability to weave off-kilter comedy with an eviscerating critique of how people lose sight of the bigger picture is admirable. All God’s Creatures is loaded with belly laughs, but ultimately leaves audiences with more righteous things to think about.|
|The show maps the tragic-comic trajectory of a priest who becomes and actor, only to get lost, hit bottom, and find himself again. More than just a send up of Entourage style characters, All God’s Creatures is powerful social commentary. What is it about the entertainment industry that makes so many lose perspective? And what type of mettle does it take to make it through unscathed?|
|Lyras’ script intelligently shows the corrupting influence of fame and fortune on one man’s soul. And not just any soul: the soul of a priest who chooses his own fall from grace.|