After an unpleasant phone conversation with his very traditional parents living in Taiwan, New Yorker Will Chen hangs up the phone only to discover that hours earlier, an earthquake registering a magnitude of 7.5 had struck the island where his parents live, cutting off all forms communication.

Unconvinced of the sequence of events, an anxious Will exits his apartment for some fresh air, only to that find the moment he does, he is lost.

Aided only by a mysterious new friend with a proclivity for beer and Chinese food, Will must traverse an unknown city peopled with psychotic crooning deli owners, Clown Waiters, the Pizza Ninja and Asian Freud as he attempts to find his way back home.

But as the connection from one island to another crumbles away, he soon realizes that you can't get back home if you don't first know where you came from.

 

And the Earth Moved is, at its heart, a play about balancing the duality between our parent cultures and the commercial American world we live in; a testament to how one remains true to ones cultural and familial traditions while simultaneously living and breathing in the age of consumerism. 

It is an identity piece which, while specifically Asian-American, ideally resonates universal truths about us all, irrespective of origin. 

It's also a wacky, zainy, goofball musical with some cool tunes and a few moments that may make you feel like a racist for laughing.  Not really.  (Really.)