author: Leonard Taube
Feeling a little tickle in your throat of late? Perhaps your eyes are watering a bit too much, or else you find yourself prone to attacks of unending sneezing. Good chance you have a bit of hay fever acting up. Doctor’s orders? Purchase tickets to see Cockpit in Court’s (in residence at CCBC Essex, The Robert & Eleanor Romadka College Center Cabaret Theatre) production of Noel Coward’s 1924 comedy Hay Fever.
You know you’re going to be in for a night when the characters in the program don’t actually have names. Buckle up, bicycle kick, and get ready to go for— goal— with The Wolves by Sarah DeLappe now officially open at Spotlighters Theatre as the last main-stage show of their 61st season. Directed by Lanoree Blake, this 90-minute, no-intermission, theatrical exploration gives you glimpses into the lives of teenage girls and their indoor-soccer-dominated world.
Everyone wants publicity, daaahlings. Even the bad kind is the good kind, because any kind beats no kind, right? Lucky for Thomas “Toby” Hessenauer and the company of Ken Ludwig’s The Game’s Afoot it’s the good kind. Mostly. I’m no Daria Chase, daaahlings, but for God’s sake, I am a theatre critic. Launching the ‘upstairs’ half of the upstairs-downstairs-summertime-palooza that we all know to be Cockpit in Court, this zany little Baskerville-wannabe is two parts mystery,