If you were looking for a quirky health-care professional, you’d be hard-pressed to do better than Nurse Doris. A self-described atheist, anarchist Trotskyite, this quip-slinging figure in pale pink scrubs often seems to forget about the patients in the maternity ward where she works: She’s more interested in hanging out in the waiting room, regaling listeners with the details of her unusual love life. Subject to overpowering cravings (because, she assures everyone, she is at least a week pregnant), she at one point insists on devouring nearly every comestible in a bemused visitor’s capacious purse.
As painted in broad, confident strokes by Marcela Ferlito, Nurse Doris is the most entertaining aspect of Teatro de la Luna’s latest offering, “La Vida Que Me Das . . . y no me alcanza” (“Such a Life You’ve Given Me ... and it’s not enough”). Argentine playwright Susana Torres Molina’s comedy contains other moments of pleasant, low-key wackiness — a scene in which a chic career woman named Sole (Carolina Calderón) gives impromptu belly-dancing lessons, for instance. But Doris’s eccentricities and high spirits generate most of the energy in director Mario Marcel’s good-humored if somewhat stiff-looking production, which is billed as a U.S. premiere. (The play is performed in Spanish with English surtitles.)