Here’s a fun one for your weekend viewing: My Name is Mudd at the Viaduct. A non-linear production of zany antics and broad gestures, it’s about 75 minutes of laughs. Here’s an excerpt of my review:
“Mudd” succeeds by not taking itself too seriously while dealing with a serious topic, thus pushing the bounds of what historical theater can be. After all, you can go just about anywhere with a production when you start with six actors earnestly asking the newly widowed Mrs. Lincoln, “Yes, yes, but other than that, how did you like the play?”
You can read the rest of the review here. It’s a dudely play that didn’t give me a bad taste in my mouth — a rare and wondrous thing! Tickets are like $10, so enjoy.