The title’s a metaphor; this play’s a triumph
We hear a lot these days about relationships. There’s the romantic kind, and then there are other kinds: husband/wife, brother/sister, parent/offspring as well as the illicit kind, among others, some of which migrate from one form to another. In Bay Theatre’s fine new production, Lips Together, Teeth Apart (we’ll discuss the title later; stick with me), we see relationships that are stretched to the breaking point.
Two married couples are spending a holiday weekend at a beach house on Fire Island. Here’s a broad summary of the relationships in play: