Buried Child

Another weird one. This play, however, intrigued me more than the other so far. It was a challenge to figure out where the characters were coming from. It took a conversation with a fellow classmate to realize that the baby had belonged to the son ( the slow one) and the mother. It really amazed me how detached the mother was from her surroundings and how self righteous she would be acting sometimes, not speaking directly to her husband in the room, but talking at him. I found myself to be so entranced in what was going on that it took Shelly's character to bring me back and help realize, that no, this not a normal family and it is not okay with the dead baby in the back yard. I was wondering why the estranged son would even come back to be apart of something so strange. As the play went on, you saw that he slowly became one of them and adapted to their ways of life. What makes Buried so different from Trifles or Noises is that the inside thoughts are not inside but spoken to where everyone can hear. The mother is defiantly an example of this because of her detachment from everyone the house. She goes about her days think of what she can do for herself and sticks up for her son in way that teases him and makes fun of his ability to think. And not to even mention how Shepard had the brother sticking his fingers in Shelly's mouth to dominate her. What a way to keep our attention.