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Confessions of a Dope Dealer
nytheatre.com review by Eric Michael Kochmer
August 15, 2005
Sheldon Norberg used to be a drug dealer. He grew up in a fairly
well-cultured environment in Oakland, California, and knew all about the evils
of drugs. One day, he is on a boat with his older brother, who informs him that
he has been smoking pot for years and years. This terrifies Sheldon down to his
very roots, thinking that his older brother whom he respects so much is a
pot-smoking hippie. This of course leads to Sheldon smoking pot with his two
older brothers, while still having a wide variety of cultural activities for a
13-year-old boy—he’s in school, he’s in plays as an actor, and he has a rock
band. Then his parents move away from the city to the middle of nowhere. There
isn’t even good weed in Rosedale. This leads Sheldon to dealing drugs…Sheldon Norberg really lived through the life of a drug dealer until about
the age of 30, when he went back to school and studied Chinese medicine and
meditation. He then wrote a book, Confessions of a Dope Dealer, from
which he adapted this solo play. His tale is very realistic, and happily it
isn’t a "drugs are bad" play; it's more of a "drugs could be good if we knew
more about them and could license them out legally" play. I’m not sure if I
agree with a lot of the theories about the legalization of all drugs that
Norberg wants to do by the end of the play, but a lot of them make sense and his
glowing positive nature makes them convey very easily. I might also add that
Norberg is clearly very intelligent—not only did he survive in the illegal drug
trade for almost 15 years, but he was never arrested. I have to say that I liked
Confessions of a Dope Dealer quite a bit, especially the first 45 minutes
(after that I felt it dragged a bit—it was almost too predictable once he got
into the points about how his confidence was dropping and his paranoia was
increasing). But Norberg has such a compelling nature that his performance more
than makes up for a little over-writing.