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Liz Duffy Adams's language fest recreates the dawn of an era (the Restoration — or? — today?). Charles II assumed the throne, theaters opened (with women, like Nell Gwynne, the King's lover, on stage for the first time), and Aphra Behn, former spy and alleged "lady ice queen," becomes the first woman to write professionally. Some of the then/now parallels feel forced, or nonexistent. But the fun's back in the 1660s, where the great cultural thaw invigorated life with new hope. At Moxie, directed by Shana Wride (who should direct more) Adams's three-hander has seven fingers. David McBean and Jacque Wilke play six characters, often exiting and reentering (in Valerie Henderson's fine costumes) in a trice. Except for a tendency to speed through the lines, the cast, including the always reliable Joanne Glover, romps.
Worth a try.
When
Ongoing until Saturday, April 23, 2011
Hours
| Sundays, 2pm |
| Thursdays, 8pm |
| Fridays, 8pm |
| Saturdays, 8pm |