By Randy Gener[1] Christine Evans’s You Are Dead. You Are Here. isn’t so much a war play (or an anti-war play or even a post-war play, for that matter) but a war-torn work of restorative narrative. Set in the present
“We Grow Like Rings on a Tree—Outward, But Not Radically Changing Shape” — Interview with Christine Evans, U.S.-based, U.K.-Australian Playwright
