|When a group of teenage girls summon the ghost of Pablo Escobar, are they messing with the actual spirit or are they messing with each other? This New York Times Critic’s Pick is a (very fast) roller coaster through the teenage wasteland. Vulture calls it a “brilliant, compassionate, piece of comedy.” Our Dear Dead Drug Lord is not for the faint of heart — but neither is coming of age.
“A thing of extreme beauty. Go see it!” – Raven Snook, Time Out NY
"Highly entertaining—equally funny and scary—the play starts off as a hoot and winds up a primal scream." – Ben Brantley, The New York Times