Octavio Solis' Lydia, currently receiving a forceful, unembellished treatment by Amaryllis Theatre Company, is often compared to an Arthur Miller American-dream-gone-awry family drama. But while it may rest on a similar framework, it owes an equal debt to the dark vision and supernaturalism of such Latino playwrights as Jose Rivera.
The harrowing tale of a Vietnam-era Mexican American family whose suffering and secrets are thrown into high relief when they hire an eerily intuitive live-in maid, Lydia takes a tortuous journey, its sudden twists arriving unexpectedly, much like the crash on a stretch of winding road that left narrator Ceci (Caitlin Elizabeth Reilly) in a semivegetative state on the eve of her 15th-birthday quinceanera celebration. Secretly, magically, Ceci assesses the tragic fortunes of her brothers, parents, and maid Lydia, likening them to cards in Loteria - a game that serves as both bingo and tarot - or mourns for pleasures she will never experience. When her visions end, she lies center stage on a propped-up mattress, limbs rigidly palsied, face contorted, as her family self-destructs around her.