Passing Wind

Passing Wind is an uproarious farce that defies convention by tearing down not only the fourth wall but the fifth wall as well, plunging into delightful chaos. Two brothers join a caravan of characters who find themselves entangled in a play within a play within a world their fictional minds can scarcely grasp. They reveal themselves all to be playwrights who have authored the same play, Passing Wind, soon discovering their scripts are merely props—a title page followed by 110 blank sheets of paper.

An off-Broadway producer, an eccentric British couple, and a band of bumbling terrorists round out the mayhem. The group spirals into a battle over copyright ownership, only to be interrupted by the arrival of the actual playwright, who takes credit for the entire script while delivering its oft-quoted, proof-of-ownership line: “We are but passing winds over an open fire, fueling the flames of desire.”