by John Cariani
July 16-27

On a cold, clear, moonless night in the middle of winter, something strange is happening to the hardworking men and women of the mythical town of Almost, Maine -- they’re falling in and out of love in unexpected ways. It’s Friday night and, at the same time, in locations all around the town, its laconic, lovelorn inhabitants tentatively reach out for a touch of human warmth. John Cariani sprinkles his midwinter night’s dream with a flurry of bittersweet magic realism – a woman carries her broken heart in a bag, a man is literally diminished by his loss of Hope (she realizes it too late, alas), odd things fall from the heavens – and the result is an ode to the joys and perils of romance.

“Magical happenings bloom beneath the snowdrifts.”
-- The New York Times

“Poignant and witty.”
-- The Daily News