The log line for A Measure of Doubt says the play asks the question is a man defined by the worst thing he has ever done. My answer is yes. Especially when he has done it more than once. His abuse was premeditated and can not even be softened with the misnomer, date rape.
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17 Minutes does not preach to us what we already know, that guns kill and hurt people hurt people. It presents each character’s despair and confusion about their various roles (in something they actually had no control over) with a tender hand and deep respect for the complications inherent in being on the front lines of this problem.
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A parlor game with an audience. The evening is really a pitch for the yet to be produced board game of the same name. That’s fine and I can see how the board game could be fun and maybe a little scary if played at home. But to watch it played by volunteers that may not have a lot of personality or enough experience to have very much of interest to say – not very compelling. In order for the game itself to work better I think the prompts and questions have to relate more specifically to the themes picked. For the evening to work better I think the participants have to be of various ages and the cocktails more original, tastier and stronger.
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If you have never seen Brecht’s The Jewish Wife, which I had not, make this the time you go. It is a poignant story as expected from Brecht. The other two one-acts are intelligent and positioned. The acting is excellent.
Worth the ticket price of $25.
It is 1950 Texas. There is no gay rights movement, no #ME TOO, no women’s movement. Lily Dale calls her husband Daddy and blames Eleanor Roosevelt for a sick-out staged by the black maids of Houston, but we love her anyway.
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