Description
Enda Walsh’s play perversely dramatizes the addictive and toxic sides of storytelling. In this realist execution of a semiabsurdist concept, three men enact a play within a play, using the broad conventions of farce to blunt the secret horrors of their shared past. Director Mikel Murfi gets savage (and sweaty) performances from his players, who sometimes let their violent impulses run roughshod over the poetic text and make Walworth seem like an acting exercise. Still, if you can swallow Walsh’s contrived premise, you may be in for a theatrical adrenaline rush.—DC