Victoria E. Calderon's meandering play follows a pretty Mexican socialite with a cheating husband and signs of depression.
Cristina's mother, Beatriz (Saundra Santiago), disturbs the silence, appearing suddenly from upstage to deliver her first of many oppressively preachy monologues in which she gives advice to her daughter (and us) about how to keep a marriage together. She advises Cristina to counter her husband, Mauricio's (Robert Bogue) infidelities with some of her own but warns her daughter not to get attached to these extra men.
It's obviously terrible advice, and surprise, Cristina does get attached. However, Squerciati plays her with a maddening emptiness that defies her character's actions. We learn later (in repetitive concurrent scenes with a therapist) that she might be depressed, yet it's hardly a satisfying revelation. Mauricio is baffled by his wife's emotions and can't even understand why she's upset over his cheating.
Depressed characters are especially difficult to bring to life onstage because of the challenging nature of turning their inward struggle out for us to see and emphasize, and Calderon isn't able to let us into her character in any meaningful way. Director Will Pomerantz's attempts to communicate these emotions visually often result in awkward gestures that fall flat.