Joy Has Risen From the Grave
A guest arrives at a Christmas party expecting a warm welcome, a table number, and maybe a plate of peppermint fudge squares. Instead, they’re stopped at the door by a professionally pleasant host who insists on a brief “routine” security screening. What begins as ordinary check-in questions quickly expands into a calm, procedural interrogation about purpose, compliance, and alignment with the event’s core values.
As the questions pile up and the language grows more institutional, the simple act of attending a Christmas party starts to feel less like an invitation and more like an audition. “Joy Has Risen From the Grave” is a sharp, absurd comedy about bureaucracy, belonging, and what happens when inclusion comes with conditions.
Two characters. One set.