I have a couple of quibbles. Every now and then, the script is repetitive. Culig is a good actor, but he has an endearing, vulnerable quality that doesn't feel quite right for Kafka. Brian Colonna's Max Brod is pinch-faced, squeaky-voiced and very amusing, but too much of a caricature -- both as performed and as conceived. The real Max Brod was far more than a leech who took advantage of Kafka's fame; he was also the author's longtime friend and loyal advocate. But all six actors do well. Erik Edborg has to stifle his insanely anarchic instincts to play Kafka's heavy-handed father, and it works. Evan Weissman's turn as the charlady (in a uniform that's pure French maid) is a hoot, as is Hannah Duggan's determined yet perplexed expression every time she skates across the stage with a flour sack in her mouth (don't ask). As for Erin Rollman, I don't have words to describe her performance. She's a brilliant comic universe unto herself.
All of which explains the crowd in the lobby. It's safe to say that no one else -- anywhere -- is doing theater like this.
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