At
a swanky 1976 cocktail party, we witness the last gasp of two former
friends. Composer Franklin Shepard, at the pinnacle of success in the
entertainment world, is miserable. Author Mary Flynn is outspoken,
loud and drunk. They argue about their old pal Charley Kringas, whose
name can’t even be mentioned without ire.
Merrily We Roll Along (Review)
Tony Award-winning director leads another solid Sondheim work at the Playhouse
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