PicksInSix Review: You Will Get Sick - Steppenwolf Theatre Company
Electric performances, Impressive Illusions, Frustrating Script.
PicksInSix® Review | Guest Contributor | Catey Sullivan
The irrevocable breakdown of the human body comes for all of us sooner or later, the inevitable manifestation of the most primal fear. Coping when you can no longer deny your end is nigh is a treacherous obstacle course of grieving, profundity, surrealism and gallows humor. Or so it is in Steppenwolf Theatre’s production of Noah Diaz’ “You Will Get Sick,” directed by Steppenwolf Co-Artistic Director, Audrey Francis. But for all its undeniable humor and electric performances, “You Will Get Sick” ultimately delivers a confused web of references that are more baffling than meaningful.
The plot magically moves through time and space (terrific magic and illusion design by Skylar Fox) as a something-like-friendship develops between Callan (Steppenwolf ensemble member Amy Morton) and an unnamed man suffering from a mysterious illness (Steppenwolf Ensemble Member Namir Smallwood). Smallwood makes the man rich, layered, and just cryptic enough to add a dash of mystery to the proceedings. His illness is never named, but his symptoms are horrific. His legs give way from under him. His smile has gone lopsided. He bleeds and vomits hay. To deal with telling his family, he plans a rehearsal. He’ll pay a stranger to call him, and to listen to him divulge his illness. Callan answers the flier he puts on a phone pole.
As Smallwood’s garish symptoms become more debilitating, Callan and the sick man form a singular bond. But this is no “Beaches.” Their relationship is as contractual as it is emotional. Callan charges every time she wipes the sick man’s brow.
Diaz wraps a layer of magical realism around the bleak plot. Dinosaur-like birds are plucking humans up for dinner. A latter day snake oil salesman (Steppenwolf Ensemble member Cliff Chamberlain, quadruple cast and displaying comic brilliance as an overly earnest acting student) peddles “bird insurance.” Set designer Andrew Boyce pays a striking homage to Hitchcock’s 1963 masterpiece, “The Birds” (specifically the jungle gym scene where a playground is overtaken by winged predators). There are also repeated references to “The Wizard of Oz.” Late in the 85-minute drama, we see a replica of Dorothy’s costume in the 1939 movie, Raquel Adorno’s recreation detailed down to the bows on those iconic ruby slippers.
In addition to Royce’s towering web of a set (complete with massive reveal), “You Will Get Sick” is bolstered by Jen Shriever ’s lighting which veers from golden to blackout, all of it deployed with cinematic verve.
None of the above can stop the script from spiraling into whimsy. The final moments feel abrupt and incomplete. “You Will Get Sick” brings up a universally relatable existential crisis – but in the end, it is more nonsensical than not.
GUEST CONTRIBUTOR | CATEY SULLIVAN has been covering Chicago theater for more than 30 years. Her work has been published in the Chicago Sun-Times, Chicago Reader, Windy City Times, Playbill, Chicago Magazine, Chicago Tribune and New City, among others. She has an MFA in creative writing from the University of Illinois.
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Steppenwolf Theatre Company
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You Will Be Sick
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through July 20, 2025
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