| Spitting In The Face Of The Devil written and performed by Bob Brader directed and developed by Suzanne Bachner |
| Spitting in the Face of the Devil masterful childhood memoir By Stephen Cooke on Sunday, September 6, 2010 If you just go by the basic outline, an 80-minute, one-man show about a young man discovering his abusive father is also a pedophile, you might think Spitting in the Face of the Devil would be a hard, demanding slog. And you’d be dead wrong. Instead, New York’s Bob Brader delivers a masterful childhood memoir that can take a hairpin turn from joyful to chilling without missing a beat as he describes growing up with a manipulative, ex-Marine dad who kept his secrets hidden for only so long. Considering the loathing Brader had for his father for so many years — he keeps his obituary pinned up on the wall "because reading it made me smile" — it can’t be an easy task to impersonate him night after night. But when he narrows his eyes and talks in a voice like a cross between Charles Bronson and Robert (Baretta) Blake, you definitely feel his presence. What carries us through Spitting in the Face of the Devil is the fact it isn’t the story of a victim. Instead it is one of triumph over a formidable enemy and Brader’s own personal demons that followed in its wake. A portion of the proceeds from this play go to the child protection organization Little Warriors. |
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