Not to mention big-breasted waitresses, hostile innkeepers, and, well, anything foreign. And Eastern Europeans with their funny accents and violent ways, well, they’re inherently wacky. And the dog might be attracted to Jonathan Safran Foer, so that’s wacky, too. You know it’s supposed to be wacky when you learn that Alex and his Grandfather’s horny dog is called Sammy Davis Jr. There, his guide and translator, Alex, whose English isn’t up to UN standards, and Alex’s Grandfather, the only driver among them and perhaps blind, take Jonathan Safran Foer on one of those wacky cross-country journeys that only happen in novels, movies, and plays. ![]() The story is as American as you can get: Jonathan Safran Foer, the character not the author, takes a trip to the Ukraine to try to find the woman who saved his Grandfather from the Nazis and to thank her for his existence. The whole enterprise is what we might call anxious for significance. There’s something distasteful about rank ambition and its stench is all over the Aurora Theatre’s production of Simon Block’s stage adaption of Jonathan Safran Foer’s kind-of-celebrated, first novel, Everything is Illuminated.
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