The Trade Federation
A young, avant-garde playwright pitches his screenplay for a new Star Wars film. The concept: A prequel to Episode One that fleshes out the economic and social implications of the Trade Federation, the mysterious intergalactic shipping conglomerate that sets the entire trilogy in motion. The problem: it's far from your typical Star Wars movie - in fact, it's a full-on activist rallying-cry, replacing the veiled references to colonialism from more recent films in the franchise with blatant political allegory. The meeting doesn't go well. George Lucas thinks the movie sounds really boring. The playwright questions his decisions. Little does he realize that, in the process, he may have stumbled into one of the largest conspiracies in modern history, one with roots deeper than he could have ever imagined and which threatens to uproot not only his world, but all of society as he knows it...
The Trade Federation asks us to consider how we can use the grand narratives of late capitalism against capitalism itself. It weaponizes one the most successful film franchises of all time against the dead-end ideology of "capitalist realism," which insists that history is over and that there is "no alternative" to the unfettered rule of the market. No, it counters, we can always fight back. Star Wars told us so.
The Trade Federation runs September 20th-28th at IRT.
Tickets and more information at
[River Rouge] is red as hell, and damn proud of it, too. What is perhaps most fascinating about what this show had to say on a political level, though, is that it refuses to oversimplify complex debates which were relevant in the early 1930s and which remain relevant today…Boyd gives these conversations and debates the nuance that they deserve, and the work and the political statements that it seeks to deliver are all the more interesting because of that.
BWOG, COLUMBIA STUDENT NEWS
Ultimately, [Bitch: A Play About Antigone] beats idealism bloody. Everyone is hiding something, even while they air their opponent’s dirty laundry in the name of transparency.
WASHINGTON CITY PAPER
[Acres of Diamonds] abounds in sharp dialogue that spans the whole spectrum of adolescent and adult worry while still adeptly leaving much unsaid.
THE HARVARD CRIMSON