Patient: Henry Moore is Melting
Legal Guardian: Playwright Jenny Seidelman
Symptoms: grand theft pretties, Irish black tea, the fuzz and the boss
Diagnosis: fish sleeper
Shite. Why do the Irish have the best one liners? The legal guardian kept the patient chipper with only the best in mob dialogue. One cannot do gangsters without good dialogue lest they find themselves eating the butt of their cigarette in boredom. The protagonist is the most romantic thug I've ever artistically met. His soul says “artist,” but his gun says "gypsy.” The patient is four stars healthy but grew up too quickly. I’d like to see more scenes where the brothers and bar fiancée develop further with their character bonds.