My only complaint about my experience at Big Love (the Woolly Mammoth's final production for this season) is that some so-called grownups think it's okay to talk when no one else is talking, for example, when there's a break in dialogue during a play. Why must these self-centered jackass types always sit behind me? Why, god, why? Didn't their mamas raise them right?

Happily, the play was so engaging that the jerk didn't ruin it for me. A retelling of Aeschylus' "The Supplicant Maidens," Big Love focuses on 3 (of 50) sisters who seek asylum in Italy from forced marriage to their cousins, the 3 men they are promised to, and the lively family that takes them in. The characters speak frankly of what they want, and what they've gotten, from love and marriage. The simple set evokes crumbling Mediterranean decadence, but the costumes -- strangely layered, and spray-painted with floral stencils -- let you know you're in for a more modern tale.