What I liked
What I didn't like
My overall impression
It was a lukewarm night in the city if broken dreams when I decided to stumble into the 3 of clubs. The lights were set to the period and the actors were all in the mood to groove. I watched the show, eyes fixated on the boozy lead, stumbling through classic troupe after another. The lava lamp of lights and sounds sucked me into a blur of nostalgia and puns that I haven’t felt since my 5th grade science class. And I mean that in the best damn way. If I had a drink for every laugh I would have been just as drunk as any day ending in y. A hard boiled script and very on game directing made this who dunnit a pure delight, unlike my divorce from Mary St.James….but no need to go into that humdinger. My eyes weeped, my lips quivered and I laughed until I peed my fresh slacks. Bravo you sons o bitches. You made me believe in angels again.
