The props list for its show “Sleep No More,” an environmental, stylized mash-up of Shakespearean drama and Hitchcockian noir, reads like the contents of a madman’s shopping cart: plastic teeth, animal eyes, hair samples, several kinds of blood, caramel spray.
Sleep No More, to me, is what theater should be. Give the audience something no movie ever could. Let them explore a whole world. Let them see what they want to see. Brilliant, and I want to make my own immersive theatrical experience because of it.