Till We Meet Again

Imagine a young David Lynch in elementary school, writing a social studies report about World War II.

A few years later, he writes another.

Imagine that Lynch’s parents save all of his reports as he’s growing up, and hand them back over to David when he’s old enough to move out on his own. When he begins to study film production, he rediscovers his old reports and decides to build a story around them, based on the relationship between a World War II veteran and his granddaughter.

Eventually, he releases the story as an experimental play, and audiences everywhere approve.

Till We Meet Again was written by Glory Kadigan, not David Lynch. But the presentation from Planet Connections at The Theater at the 14^th Street Y features just enough cryptic surrealism, quirky choreography and creative wordplay to give this play a certain special umph.

It’s a little bit like a child’s school report on WWII meets a send-in-your-best-haiku competition meets Twin Peaks meets Still Alice meets The Stepford Wives meets any-and-every psycho thriller, yet it’s not like any of those things very much at all.

Under the direction of Tonya Pinkins, the cast (Gina LeMoine, Mary Monahan, Mehret Marsh, Perri Yaniv, June Ballinger and David L. Carson) delivers an experience that starts out simple and humorous and develops into something much darker and disconcerting.

If you’re looking for a dreamlike exploration of PTSD, family values and the road not taken, this is it.