On the windy hilltop sits an asylum where Zelda burned alive. Her husband Scott has come to visit her one last time: an impossible meeting made possible by the fact known to everyone but him. Scott, too, is dead, and what better time is there to hash out unfinished business?
Clothes for a Summer Hotel
On the windy hilltop sits an asylum where Zelda burned alive. Her husband Scott has come to visit her one last time: an impossible meeting made possible by the fact known to everyone but him. Scott, too, is dead, and what better time is there to hash out unfinished business? Support American Theatre: a just and thriving theatre ecology begins with information for all. Please join us in this mission by making a donation to our publisher, Theatre Communications Group. When you support American Theatre…
