It seemed to me as I was reading Glenn Alterman’s UNDER TUSSAUDS that the action was building toward something terrible. The character He bursts into the wax museum from an end-of-the-world scenario in Times Square (that may well be a parody of the daily dose of doom we’re fed each day from the media) and finds something altogether different when meeting She in the workshop for wax figures. A charming play and anodyne for these hysterical times.
It seemed to me as I was reading Glenn Alterman’s UNDER TUSSAUDS that the action was building toward something terrible. The character He bursts into the wax museum from an end-of-the-world scenario in Times Square (that may well be a parody of the daily dose of doom we’re fed each day from the media) and finds something altogether different when meeting She in the workshop for wax figures. A charming play and anodyne for these hysterical times.