Press Quotes
From Interview, August 1987, by Kevin Sessums: “There’s a creature known in the South as a feist dog. Little. Scraggly. High-strung. You know where one lives by a backyard full of barks. The thing’ll take on a German shepard — shit, the whole German army — if it thinks its territory is being threatened. But it likes kids too. And it likes the feel of a hand on its underbelly. Playwright and screenwriter Alan Bowne, whose work concerns the scraggly underbelly of life itself, has the friendly tenacity of one of those tight-tailed mutts … Bowne didn’t start writing until he was 35. Before that? ‘I bummed around. Drug dealer. Movie extra. Junkie…’ He begins to growl away at a number of subjects … Love: ‘Living without love is death itself. If you have love in your life — the true thing — then you’ve got everything.'” And that is what Alan Bowne’s great plays are about.