I was utterly impressed by Five Days in March. After a couple disoriented minutes of trying to read subtitles while simultaneously watching the fascinating movements of the actors, I eventually gave up any semblance of control and allowed the play to wash over me. The work itself was unique in that it had no real notable incidents taking place, lest you include the beginning of the Iraq war (which was more part of the stasis of the play than anything else), and jumped from part to part in the five days, extrapolating more information from instances you thought were mere