Vahle's Tracey is a strident, funny, in-your-face Rosie the Riveter, wiggling her butt and shouldering up to the bar to turn down Stan's harmless overtures. Tracey is also a caustic bitch from hell, trapped in her own blame game when she loses all semblance of civility and her savage cry for revenge triggers unpredictable destruction. Even then, we feel pity for this crazed, lost woman.
-Martha Heimberg, TheaterJones
-Martha Heimberg, TheaterJones, Review of Sweat