“King Phycus” was vibrant, polished, and laugh-out-loud funny. The troop (do we still call them troops? troupes?) …of actors were relentlessly good: subtle nuances, big death-scenes, hopping in unison while spouting verse, costume changes, accent changes, fight choreography, victorian conflicts, love, death, betrayal, ghosts, that nurse costume(!)… This show was a spectacle; expertly crafted and easily enjoyed.