George Spelvin is an accountant. Having casually wandered onstage in a theater, George is informed that one of the actors has been in an auto accident and he must replace him immediately. He doesn’t quite know why he’s being asked, but he does know that he hasn’t been to a single rehearsal of the production of Hamlet he’s starring in tonight. Or is it Private Lives? Christopher Durang’s deranged send-up of the world of the stage is a farcical comedy of errors complete with mistaken identities, misdirected affections, and purple prose, not to mention a death scene to end all death scenes.
George Spelvin is an accountant. Having casually wandered onstage in a theater, George is informed that one of the actors has been in an auto accident and he must replace him immediately. He doesn’t quite know why he’s being asked, but he does know that he hasn’t been to a single rehearsal of the production of Hamlet he’s starring in tonight. Or is it Private Lives? Christopher Durang’s deranged send-up of the world of the stage is a farcical comedy of errors complete with mistaken identities, misdirected affections, and purple prose, not to mention a death scene to end all death scenes.
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