Unreachably

Largely through black-and-white rehearsal stills of Barbagallo, Davis and Kaminsky, shot at The Brick in Brooklyn, it captures what theater feels like — the everyday incantation of it, and how unreachably far away that seems now.

If Freud's reading here — his progress on the "royal road to ... the unconscious" — is halted, and he finds himself unable to advance further along the way, this point of blockage is at the same time a point of branching -out or divergence: a point from which, says Freud, the thoughts of the dream discandy and disperse unreachably "in every direction into the intricate network of our world of thought" .