His first play, the darkly comic Hellhound on My Trail, opened last year on the heels of an art-house film version of his short story collection about an itinerant junkie, Jesus' Son, and the publication of his novel The Name of the World. Though Hellhound met with mixed reviews, Shoppers could break out. "An evening of tequila, family, and firearms," as the press materials say, the tale revisits members of the Cassandra family introduced in Hellhound, who gather together at their gun-toting grandmother's house in Ukiah for a family reunion straight out of hell. The relatives are damaged goods, lost souls whose morals have been molded by television, fast food, and Hollywood. As Deborah Cullinan, executive director of Intersection, puts it, the play is about one family's "quintessential search for the American dream -- Western style." It's always entertaining to visit Johnson's dystopian landscapes, and Campo Santo treats them as sacred ground indeed.