“An undeniably important and timely work... often mesmerizing and undeniably audacious.” – The Guardian
“Illness is no metaphor, and neither is pleasure, in Annie Baker’s weird and great new play... Infinite Life is very weird and great. Like The Flick, The Aliens, John and other previous work, it peeps at the greatest mysteries of life – in this case principally pain and desire, and what they have in common – through the tiny, seemingly inconsequential windows of banal human behavior.” – Jesse Green, The New York Times
“Enthralling, strange, mordant, witty, jolting, mysterious: elements of Annie Baker’s new play, Infinite Life echo some of her past masterpieces, like the Pulitzer and Obie-winning The Flick, John and The Antipodes. A semblance of a real world, and very real people, stand in front of us, yet this also feels a world away from our own – and they too are like
us while also more exposed, yet unknowable.” – Daily Beast
“Baker’s rendering of her characters’ experience of pain and illness – or rather her rendering of their attempts to capture those experiences in language – is blazingly visceral, especially in those pauses... But Infinite Life is often tremendously funny, especially when the cast revels in the awkwardness of strangers sharing endless days together.” – Slant
“Infinite Life turns chronic pain into complex pleasure... in this primal, honest drama, strangers gather at a northern California clinic, grow closer, then disperse after grazing past each other’s lives.” – Observer