Howard Miller takes a look at Cost of Living at the Samuel J. Friedman Theatre:
"The shit that happens is not to be understood." That's the first line from Martyna Majok's 2018 Pulitzer Prize-winning play Cost of Living, making its Broadway debut at the Samuel J. Friedman Theatre. These words, the start of an exceptionally well-written and beautifully performed (by David Zayas) opening monologue, serve as a heads-up to the audience. Indeed, a good deal of that metaphoric excrement has fallen on its four characters even before we have had the chance to meet them, with more to follow. Yet it is only a partial truth, and it is vital that we flip the aphorism to its opposite side. That's because the play itself is filled with flashes of love and kindness, humor and heroism, and, yes, even hurt and anger that arm its characters in a fight against the monster of despair that might otherwise destroy everything and everyone in its wake.