In President Harding is a Rock Star, President Harding is a rock star. The stage is that of a rock concert, set with everything you’d expect to find at a show: drums, a keyboard, a couple guitars. All of this, of course, is manned by musicians. The guitarist has a black choker, a long wig […]

Let’s talk about the Allegory of the Cave. Because I know that’s what you expected when you clicked on a link titled (like the play reviewed here) Men Don’t Listen to Naked Women.

What if nothing that happened to Lord Hamlet actually happened to Lord Hamlet. That’s the question We Happy Few’s production of Hamlet attempts to explore. And they do a wonderful job doing so. 

A middle-aged androgynous person rips off the diaper of someone’s grandmother in the kink-driven throes of a search for “a gift,” then later has that grandmother lick pudding (“I think,” s/he says) off her finger. Now, re-read that.

What was simultaneously the best and worst parts of those choose-your-own-adventure books we’d read as children (right, just as children …) was the fact that you just had to explore every avenue. If you went to the candy shop instead of the library, you’d go back and read the other option, until you’d read the […]