The subject of reincarnation just wouldn’t die.
The play, I am Bottaicelli, is a lighthearted jab at coming back to life while wearing shorts that are always several sizes too small. Some pay off their karmic bill and move on, others built transcendental temples in Los Angeles and persuade others to pay off their mortgage. In any case, we all arrive at the gates of heaven naked and lost. And that’s when this play begins...