This delightfully meta take on Peter Pan's archnemesis is wacky and poignant in same breath. I love the running gags, the literary homages, and existential angst. All with a pleasantly surprising ending that made me chuckle.

Oh hell yes. I'm a sucker for the inner lives of beloved storybook characters, especially those who question or rebel against their given circumstances, and this play delivers a glorious call to arms... or hands... or one hand. A comedy that is somehow dark and sweet at the same time and a very good time indeed.

A tale as old as time (sure, wrong story, but the point is valid) with beloved characters that will live in eternity. WHat's wrong with that? Plenty, it seems. In Chris Soucy's latest treasure, we find comedic gold as Cap'n Hook and Smee, keep living and dying again and again in a never-ending cycle. Positing ideas of a larger plan at hand, these two shipmates banter and bludgeon, shoot the breeze and the first mate, and generally never change. Cap'n and Smee become sort of their own Lost Boys. But what might happen if they change their story? Clever stuff.