Conrad Brunst Presents Danse Macabre
This annual offering from Teatro Bastardo–an improvised “movie” in the style of fictional 30s horror director Brunst–has some things going for it. The talented actors, like their droll little program bios, display more than passing familiarity with the oeuvre they’re sending up, and the evening’s deadpan torch-song overture and melodramatic piano accompaniment set the perfect dark and stormy tone. But on the night I attended, it proved a problem even to whip up a plot on the order of an old two-reeler....