One woman incessantly mops and the other repeatedly asks where she can get cocaine. We learn that they both have children and that neither have husbands. They conspire to figure out how to pay for their children’s schooling. We are made aware that they like to party at local hotspot 3.5 Floppies. We know these women; we’ve seen their type. We fear for them and maybe actually fear them, a little. We recognize their habits and attitudes, but never learn their names.

Though a thoughtfully crafted work with poignant, acerbic and, at times, comedic dialogue, I found it difficult to watch two women with such intensely real personalities, exist as nothing more than stereotypes. Surely life must have more meaning. The end product is more disturbing than pleasurable, yet the actresses portraying these roles were remarkable to study, each artfully breathing life into her chica. Aida Lopez and Gabriela Murray embody their roles to such an extent that we don’t even miss los chicas when they’re gone simply because we realize that there are always more chicas to replace them.

Liz