John

'Annie Baker is one of the most singular talents in modern theatre… what the play does, remarkably, is use the trappings of a spooky thriller to explore universal emotions: above all the need to escape the sense of solitary confinement inside our own skins… there is something about John – as you often find in Pinter – that is not susceptible to rational analysis and that only adds to its teasing fascination'

'A hypnotic, thrillingly audacious portrait of humanity… teeming with surprises and oddball mysteries... it's also brilliantly funny. Baker has a supreme gift for presenting social awkwardness in all its excruciatingly unhurried glory'

'An eerie and spellbinding odyssey into human loneliness'

'Utterly remarkable, virtually unclassifiable… there’s an ocean of meaning behind each moment... a rich, strange and idiosyncratic play, unnerving and heartwarming in equal measures, that journeys wonderingly to the fringes of the human soul'

'Annie Baker is the laureate of lost souls and – in a manner that feels quietly defiant in these attention-deficit days – she gives her characters the time to pause and register the awkwardness of failing to know what to say or just to sit in ruminative silence… quirkily funny and disquieting… John has many of the trappings of a ghost story but what makes it truly haunting is the way it avoids outright scariness and instead lays stress on characters whose loneliness and various disappointments in making connection lead us to reflect on what may lie beyond rationality'

'It’s intricate, complex, profound, delivered at Baker’s hallmark painstaking pace, hyper-realism rubbing up against the supernatural. It’s about history and narrative, truth and lies, faith, ghosts, God and love… it is wildly stimulating, the wealth of possibilities beneath its unhurried surface dizzying, and as rich and mysterious as life itself. It connects with a deep, elemental fear and wonderment that is at the heart of humanity – the kind of awe you experience gazing into a limitless night sky'

'A brave, magnificent play… behind the intense naturalism, the long silences, the way conversations unravel slowly as in life, there is audacious artistry and careful craft... Baker's dialogue seems to be simple but her words drop like stones in a pond, the ripples reverberating. They are both psychologically revealing and poetic… Like other great American dramatists such as Edward Albee and Eugene O'Neill before her, Baker makes the domestic universal, asking existential questions about the nature of being within a confined setting. Yet her voice and methods are entirely original… John is rich and magical, something special'

'John is positively gothic—mysteries within mysteries, ghost stories on top of ghost stories—without losing Baker’s power to zoom in on the peculiarities in the oblique and blunt ways of real people'

'John is a haunting and haunted meditation on topics Baker has made so singularly her own: the omnipresence of loneliness in human life, and the troubled search for love and lasting connection'

'Annie Baker's John is so good on so many levels that it casts a unique and brilliant light... By not rushing things—by letting the characters develop as gradually and inevitably as rain or snowfall—Baker returns us to the naturalistic but soulful theater that many of her contemporaries and near-contemporaries have disavowed in their rush to be 'postmodern.''

'Baker's true masterpiece: an examination of the murkiness of human relationships in which one of those relationships is the one between an audience and a playwright… In John, Baker co-opts the viewer for her own aesthetic use, heightening the tension onstage and deepening the quiet relationships between her characters'