REVIEW: WAITING FOR GODOT at the Arvada Center
by Devon James
On writing the review I want to preface: I’m white.
But wow. By the time Antoinette Nwandu’s Pass Over had ended, I was shook. This stirring story of
systemic racism follows good friends Moses and Kitch trying to uplift and free themselves from the
oppression of discriminatory law enforcement and of their shackles to social Minority. During the show
audience members dabbed away tears from its reality but all the while bursting into laughter from
Moses and Hitch’s affectionate banter. Make no mistake, though; this reflection of black American
culture is a tragedy.
What stands out in Pass Over is the destitute reality of blacks/minorities and, well, the explicit dialogue.
I’m a city-life guy and the manner of speech of Moses and Kitch (Greg Geffrard, Gregory Fenner) seemed
normal to me, but some censor-favoring folks may find it offensive. The n-word is frequent; that and
whatever other swears you might hear from twenty-somethings. Repulsive but ordinary.
Based loosely off Waiting for Godot, not a lot is happening in Pass Over, but as an audience member a
lot is felt. The set, lighting, and sound were also rather minimal in the play, which doesn’t hinder it, but
perhaps mirrors what little Kitch and Moses really have.
And the play is a gold mine for conversation on a difficult topic. I mean, I’m not racist, right? but I have
my prejudices; like a square a rectangle. Do I like the bar across the street? No. Do they like us? No. Is
that racism? I don’t know. When I see a black man walking down the street I pass my judgements.
Sometimes it’s, Hey, I like his nose ring; but other times it’s, Hey, Did he forget to wear headphones or is
he purposefully blasting music from his phone. Am I racist? I don’t know. I’m just a kind, quiet boy. But I
Nwandu is opening eyes across the nation, and Curious Theatre is giving us the chance to see her play
Pass Over. Information on tickets can be found at curioustheatre.org or by calling (303) 623-0524.