Sure, the magician never actually appears on stage in LAST CALL AT THE AARDVARK, but playwright Paul Stroili keeps pulling the rabbits out of his hat until the Twist (you know, the dame, the frail) pulls a final twist.
Stroili has a finely tuned ear for the Broadway rat-a-tat-tat talk of Hecht and MacArthur, Damon Runyon and the like, and he leads the audience down the garden path with a wheeze about a broken-down comic and a big-hearted stripper. But the climax is a coup de grace that is a coup de theatre.
A great vehicle for three sharp actors.
Sure, the magician never actually appears on stage in LAST CALL AT THE AARDVARK, but playwright Paul Stroili keeps pulling the rabbits out of his hat until the Twist (you know, the dame, the frail) pulls a final twist.
Stroili has a finely tuned ear for the Broadway rat-a-tat-tat talk of Hecht and MacArthur, Damon Runyon and the like, and he leads the audience down the garden path with a wheeze about a broken-down comic and a big-hearted stripper. But the climax is a coup de grace that is a coup de theatre.
A great vehicle for three sharp actors.