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What brings people together? Similar interest, physical attraction, and availability? Or could it be just a side effect of the medication the doctor prescribed? Strawdog Theatre Company kicks their 32nd season off with the Chicago Premier of Lucy Prebble’s The Effect.

Tristan, a cheerful young man hungry to see the world, and Connie, a bright young woman unsure of her purpose in life, volunteer as subjects for a new antidepressant. The study is being monitored by Dr. Lorna James who battles with her own depression. From the moment they take their first dosage of this new medication, Connie and Tristan find themselves falling in love. An attraction that appears as a blessing to Tristan but troubling to Connie who is already in a relationship with an older man. As the experiment proceeds, and the dosage Tristan and Connie ingest increase, so does their attraction with one another. Connie offers that the antidepressant could very well be the reason they are willing to change their lives for one another. Believing what is pulling them together is simply a side effect. That’s until one of them finds out that the other is on a placebo.

Acclaimed writer Lucy Prebble, Co-Executive Producer and Co-writer of HBO new hit show Succession has created an impressive catalog. The Effect originally premiered at the National Theater and won the Critic’s Circle Award for Best New Play and has been dazzling audiences since then. The dialogue feels authentic to the point that it hurts. Free of any restraint, allowing the characters to reveal the best and worst part of themselves. 

Chicago based director Elly Green gives displays The Effect on a cube shape stage. Using the monitor in the center as into the character’s dosage amount, their EKG, and bio. It’s presented in a way that to make the audience feel like doctors sitting before the stage in lab coats, analyzing the experiment at hand. The production very well deserved an applause along with the actors for catapulting the audience into the play like a 2001: A Space Odyssey trip in a vortex of lights.

Each actor holds their own in this fine play, but the one I want to place the spotlight on is Justine C. Turner who plays Dr. Lorna James. She handles the transition from a calm, collected doctor doing her job to a broken woman in an astounding way. As if you’re watching Lady Macbeth struggle to rub that damn spot from her clothes for an entire half of a play. 

The Effect is modern love tale that deeply absorbs the reality of prescribed medications and its weight in our society. These new medicines, its shady providers or overuse by the consumer, brings new questions for this generation and others following to answer. We must find a balance between ourselves and this new medicine. Establish a way we use them to aid us through our everyday lives and not hinder or disrupt. The Effect takes on this subject with intellect, humor, and plenty of heart. 

Through November 23, 2019 at Strawdog Theatre.

How many times have you heard someone say they went to see a western/zombie play? Most people would dismiss the idea of a western/zombie story especially one being played out on a stage. The two genres don’t seem to mesh well together when you put them in the same sentence. The western is a genre of post-Civil War America. The genre comes with a bravado similar to Arthurian mythology. The zombie genre has mostly been a contemporary tale. Usually a terrifying result of some wacky science experiment. Since The Walking Dead or Zombieland, the genre has seen a resurgence. We enjoy playing with the idea of “what if". The zombie and/ or zombie invasion has become a way to study relationships when love ones die and resurrect into a dangerous, poisonous being. Bill Daniel’s Hell Followed With Her attacks this study and blends it with drama you can only find in a well-written Western.

Willow Parker is a hardened bounty hunter out for revenge. For the two years, she’s travel far and wide to locate a man named Glanton, who muredered her family after escaping prison. She finds him in Dodge, Texas, along with a few other shady characters in a dimpy lit saloon. The zombie invasion starts of as subtle, with the town’s doctor mulling over the unusual bite marks he discovered from the last thirteen patients. As tensions skyrocket, the disease spread all over Dodge, and the sick have their sights set on the saloon where they can hear gunshots being fired.

Later, Willow Parker reveals that the disease has been following her throughout her journey for revenge. Every town she passed by is swallowed by the disease, which brings the two genres together in an interesting way. Though the origin of the disease is never revealed nor is there any explanation in the connection between the disease and Willow Parker’s revenge, the parallel adds an excitement foreign to the Western genre. An excitement that the genre could use (except for stuff like that 2011 film Cowboys and Aliens. That movie should cover the alien invasion angle). Without explanation, the audience can understand that the disease is a manifestation of Parker’s revenge. Where some revenge stories glorify the idea for an eye for an eye, Hell Followed With Her examines the revenge story as a dark passage that comes with heavy consequences when traveled.

Sophia Rosado gives a reserve performance as Willow Parker that works well with the cold-hearted character, but Krista D’Agostino, as Dr. Haxton is magnificent. Laying it all out on the stage, you feel her confusion, her sorrow, and panic. Out of all of the tough and rough characters in the play, hers is the most relatable. The intellectual trying to make sense of something supernatural.

The first half rolls along and ends on a high note that leaves the audience anxiously waiting for the outcome. But when the second half comes along it's stuffed with two flashbacks. One detailing a time when Willow Parker and another infamous bounty hunter Cole White met in Mexico. The other Glanton describes the night he murdered Parker’s parents. The play drags for the last fifteen minutes. A dice game is used as an attempt to intensify the moment but end up being unnecessary along with a shaky fight scene and long pauses in between lines. By the time the ending finally arrives, it ends the same it began with a song written by Bill Daniel called Willow’s Song. Sophia’s silky smooth voice almost makes up for the second half, but one may still leave their seat wishing there was smoother road to the end.

Despite the second-half’s length, Hell Followed With Her brings a different kind of story to the stage that blends well with the Halloween season. I challenge anyone that questions the idea of a western/zombie play being any good to see this show. It will shock you, make you laugh, and possibly change your mind on what’s possible and what’s not.

Through November 9th, 2019 at The Den Theater.

It seems to me the Joffrey Ballet’s been picking literary shows as of late based on books I either never finished or don’t remember. Last season, they presented Anna Karenina, which I admit I never read all the way through, but which delighted me in its transformation to the Auditorium Theatre’s stage. And now, the Joffrey’s 2019-2020 season opens with another 19th century classic, Charlotte Brontë’s Jane Eyre. Now, I know I finished the novel, as every moment in the ballet was recognizable to me, but I can’t for the life of me recall when I read it, whether it was high school or college. Shows that perhaps the book didn’t make that big of an impression. But I’ve got to admit, the ballet did make an impression. Seems to me that a much younger me could have used Joffrey productions of required English class reading as a mix of Cliff’s Notes and nights on the town. Alas, a younger me never had that opportunity, but the older me sure is lucky for the chance.

Just as she played the lead role in the Joffrey’s magnificent Nutcracker last winter, Amanda Assucena takes on the eponymous role of Jane for this production. And boy, does she deliver. But every bit as important to the main character’s story is Yumi Kanazawa, who plays a young Jane through the first couple scenes. Kanazawa matches Assucena in passion and performance, and seamlessly portrays the woman as a girl, handing the part off upon her arrival at adulthood.

Now, the two ballets I’ve mentioned above — The Nutcracker and Anna Karenina — are spectacles, the former by tradition and the Joffrey’s Chicago-centric twist on the tale, the latter because of the source material’s length and depth. Jane Eyre, on the other hand, lacks the marvel and magnitude of those two, instead centering on the experience and personhood of the title character. And, while still delivering some of the sights and sounds of the other productions, this production allows the Joffrey’s performers to shine, just as the characters in Brontë’s book are the reader’s focus, with Jane as both the book and the ballet’s focal point.

When Jane’s classmate Helen, played by Brooke Linford, dies from tuberculosis or cholera or whatever old-timey predicament Brontë killed her off with, we feel Jane’s pain at the loss. When Greig Matthews’ pompous Rochester at last succumbs to Jane’s charm, so do we. While the visual beauty of the set is still there, from the sad-sack orphans Lowood School to the fire that endangers Rochester at his Thornfield estate, of  it is the visual beauty of the dancers that is the star of this show, just as the characters — or the character, of Jane, really, is the star of Brontë’s novel.

So join the Joffrey Ballet at the Auditorium Theatre through October 27, as all its world-class company of talent once again digs deep into a literary classic to turn words into images, memories into reality, and a 19th century novel into a 21st century evening of entertainment.

Few shows this fall have been as highly anticipated as Porchlight Music Theatre’s production of ‘Sunset Boulevard’. Porchlight artistic director Michael Weber directs Chicago stage superstar Hollis Reznik in this vibrant revival. Aaron Benham conducts a full orchestra that really showcases the sweeping Andrew Lloyd Webber score. 

‘Sunset Boulevard’ is the 1993 musical adaptation of the Billy Wilder noir classic. In it, struggling screenwriter Joe Gillis (Billy Rude) stumbles into the Sunset Blvd mansion of reclusive former Hollywood starlet Norma Desmond (Hollis Reznik). She persuades him to help her fix up a script she’s written. Things get weird when Norma has the wrong idea about their friendship. 

There’s as much tabloid drama surrounding the development of this musical as there is on the stage. Many consider Norma Desmond to be Glenn Close’s definitive Broadway role. She reprised her role on Broadway last year in the high-grossing revival, but it was written for Patti LuPone who had originated the part in West End. 

First and foremost, this is Hollis Reznik’s show and her Norma Desmond isn’t going to let you forget it. Reznik is at her best when playing deranged older women, having appeared as Little Edie in ‘Grey Gardens’ at Northlight, and Judy Garland in ‘End of the Rainbow’ at the Milwaukee Rep. Seeing her fill shoes tailored for the likes of Glenn Close and Patti LuPone shows that Reznik is capable of more than just reinterpreting other people’s work. With her powerful voice and electrifying acting choices, Reznik makes this her own. The result is haunting and disturbing. Though Reznik herself is a successful actress, something about her performance as a faded star seems urgent. It’s as if to say perhaps this isn’t just a story about the Hollywood machine, but rather a parable about the way the workforce discards people once they’re no longer useful. 

That said, this is Hollis Reznik featuring the rest of the cast. Some notable standouts from Billy Rude as Joe Gillis and Michelle Lauto as Betty Schaefer rise to meet the high standard set by Reznik, but sadly the rest of the cast fades into the orchestra. While the beautiful score was provided by Andrew Lloyd Webber, the book and lyrics were penned by Don Black and Christopher Hampton. The dialogue and lyrics aren’t great, and many original critics in the 1990s were quick to point that out. The somewhat shallow lyrics are often repeated throughout the songs as a means to fill out the book, which is hard for any actor to make dynamic. This show does not endure because of the book, but instead for the performances and the central conflict between Norma and Joe. 

Those with an affinity for ‘Sunset Boulevard’ or missed Glenn Close on Broadway last year will be delighted by Porchlight’s faithful production. With an extension of the run announced before the opening, Porchlight proves that Hollis Reznik packs houses as the headliner. A Broadway tour can book a star to play Norma, but director Michael Weber shows us that our local Chicago theaters can do just as well if not better than any corporate-flavored national tour. 

Through December 8th at Porchlight Music Theatre at Ruth Page Center for the Arts. 1016 N Dearborn St. 773-777-9884

The season of fall has arrived. The skies are filled with clouds, the leaves have turned orange and brown and have  trickled down onto the ground. As the city  grows darker so does our theatre. The Barrens Theater Company kicks down the door to start the Halloween season with an interactive production where you play the jury for the trial of Elizabeth Bathory, one off the most famous vampires of all time. Bloody Bathory offers an alternative history where you will experience her side of the story.

Millie Rose’s Bloody Bathory is the story of 16th century Countess Eliza Bathory and her trial for murder. Through detailed accounts from various characters the audience is informed of Elizabeth’s past and the crimes they swear she did or did not commit. From there, the audience is in control of who and where they want to tell them the story. Millie Rose shows herself to have a talent for writing dialogue that seemed authentic despite the story’s expression of ghosts, demons, and witches. 

The production is located at the Epworth United Methodist Church which is an ideal setting for the dark story to unfold. The brownstone building sits in the shadows of Kenmore Ave with dark, wide doors that creak loudly when opened. The high ceiling, pale lighting, uneven walls with cracks running in every direction add into the eerie vibration felt throughout the play. The production absorbs the church’s interior and exterior. Inviting the city to involve itself with the characters and audience as they search for a dead body.

Millie Rose stars in her own play as Elizabeth Bathory and gives a decent performance in the role. The dozen actors that surround her give honest performances and do a fine job staying in character as they direct and interact with the audience. Each character provides a few pages worth of information that can be difficult to decipher and retain. The production, directed by Chicago based Molly H. Donahue, is designed in a way where the audience is forced to experience the “main” scenes, but those scenes fail at providing a clear picture of what exactly is going on. The “optional” scenes outside of the “main” scenes leave themselves vulnerable for an audience member to walk into and have no idea what’s going on, or why it’s happening, leading them to wonder why they should care. 

Bloody Bathory provides a fun alternative for families and couples to dive into for the Halloween season. The freedom it provides for the audience can suit everyone. The young can enjoy the thrill of running behind some characters while the older can walk in stride and nitpick which character they rather follow. The characters may be forgettable along with the plot, but Bloody Bathory will leave you with an unforgettable experience.

Through November 16, 2019 at Epworth United Methodist Church.

Here comes Halloween, one of my favorite holidays of all and, of course, the incomparable Artistic Director David Cerda of Hell in a Handbag Productions along with composer Andrew Milliken have created a Halloween camp extravaganza that is sure to satisfy even the blood/laugh thirstiest of Handbag's extensive loyal fan base. 

This time the much beloved TV show The Facts of Life has been crossbred with the TV movie Satan's School for Girls to create a colorful, musical, and hilarious, spot-on spoof!! As always Ed Jones steals most of his scenes this time as school headmaster, Edna Garrett. Jones is a superbly talented character actor and never fails to capture and mimic the juiciest and funniest quirks of the character in such a way that the audience can see and hear the original he is seemingly channeling throughout. Jones never drops the voice or tics for even a second and it sheer pleasure to watch and re-experience the humor of that time period revamped with sexy humor for today.

Madison Smith (whose acting work I also love) does a smash up job as director of this large, multi-talented cast. Stevie Love (who looked especially beautiful opening night BTW) did an amazing job on the super fun choreography. 

David Cerda also slays the room with his dry delivery and long legs in a lush auburn trussed wig with every entrance as Claudia, "a young boarding school student" going undercover to discover the mysteries of Satan worship that is lurking behind closed doors at Eastland. 

The lovely and gifted Graham Heacock makes a beautiful, and scary Blair come to life while Alexa Castelvecchi totally rocks the part of deadpan, butch "Jo" and gets to display her amazing singing voice.  

The whole cast is a delight as Handbag regular, Robert Williams, plays an adorable, goofy Tootie, while newcomer to Handbag - Brenna L. Watkins boldly brings back the character of Natalie.

I won't go too deep into the plotline because that's half the fun of a NEW Hell in a Handbag spoof! I like to just let the twists and turns unfold and surprise you as they wash over your brain with unexpected humor and joy. Highly recommended for old and NEW fans of Hell in a Handbag's productions at Mary’s Attic where you can relax in an intimate yet lively and rowdy theater environment, have dinner or drinks and just let the comedic memories of the shows they revive and also make fun of - energize your heart with laughter for the future! 

The Facts of Life: Satan’s School for Girls is being performed at Mary’s Attic in Andersonville through November 2nd.

What’s the big deal about Sherlock Holmes? What is it that makes Sir Arthur Conan Doyle work some of the most well-known mysteries of all time? Sherlock Holmes and his adventures were published over a century ago, yet Doyle's writing has continuously surfaced through time on film, television, and theater. Could it be that Sherlock Holmes is simply a magnetic character that draws you in with his attention to detail, bravery, intellect, and supreme confidence? Or is it Doyle’s swift pen and ability to craft a memorable mystery? Terry McCabe’s adaption of The Hound of Baskervilles at City Lit Theater showcases Doyle’s writing at its finest.

Sir James Mortimer requests the service of Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson after his friend Sir Charles Baskerville dies suddenly from a heart attack. The expression on his face was one of horror. He goes to tell the infamous tale of the hound that haunts the men of Baskervilles and reveals that he discovered paw prints near the scene of the crime. Sherlock finds the tale of the hound ridiculous, but the details of the case interest him enough to investigate. Baskerville’s heir, Henry Baskerville, arrives from America to claim his inheritance with an anonymous note warning him to stay away for Baskerville’s Hall. Out of fear for Henry’s life, Holmes task Dr. Watson to accompany Henry and Mortimer to the Baskerville’s Hall, an isolated mansion surrounded by miles of wild moor. There Dr. Watson encounters shady characters, sounds of horror at night, and an escaped prisoner hiding among the moor. Holmes and Watson uncover it all and in the end discover that the truth was more terrifying than what they’d imagined.

James Sparling (Sherlock Holmes) appears on the stage as an almost spitting image of the great detective. He steps on and off the stage and snatches the audience’s attention with his movement and spot-on delivery. Adam Bitterman (Dr. Watson) reprises the role for the third time at City Lit theater. Bitterman’s talent and experience with the character may very well be the reason why he takes such a vigor command of the role. In this adaption, Bitterman is tasked to narrate and drive the play and does it without skipping a beat.

At a theater that was founded in 1979, City Lit continues to host gripping productions, but the small stage inevitably fails its material. The Hound of Baskerville is a story involving chase, a dark, foggy moor, an isolated mansion, and a vicious hound. These are elements that are left up to the imagination of the audience. Though this doesn’t ruin the production it gives moments of disappointment that makes you yearn to see a hound that’s asleep somewhere far away.

Bitterman’s performance allows the audience to understand why Doyle never wrote a mystery from Sherlock’s perspective. To watch Sherlock as Watson does and anticipate his arrival, wait anxiously for his conclusions, intertwines with the excitement of the mystery. Dr. Watson has never been as alluring as his counterpart, but he also never lost his ability to remain the most relatable character in Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s world.

Through November 10, 2019 at City Lit Theater.

The pairing of Kevin McKillip as Sherlock Holmes and Joe Foust as the sleuth’s ever-loyal sidekick Dr. Watson could not have been any more perfect. The chemistry between the two alone, as audience members are treated to a volley of entertaining banter back and forth throughout, is well-worth the price of admission for First Folio’s latest production ‘Sherlock Holmes Last Case’ at the Mayslake Peabody Estate by Charles Marowitz.

Splendidly directed by Janice L. Blixt, we are taken through a series of twists and turns (some on more comical side) as Sherlock may have met his match once and for all. Mainly set in the impressive study of Sherlock’s home, it doesn’t take long for a mystery to unfold and the wits of a master detective put on display. Sherlock, no stranger to patting himself on the back, is self-assured as always, though his fantastic intelligence is put to the test like never before. Yes indeed, Sherlock is in for the fight of his life.

There is plenty in this story to keep one engaged from one moment to the next thanks to its many cliffhanging moments, its quirky characters and the dynamic performances of it very talented cast. First Folio veteran and Chicago theatre favorite Kevin McKillip is nothing short of sensational as Holmes, grabbing the audience with nearly every line delivered. His precise timing commands laughs when needed and he is able to pull us in deeper to the mystery with a single utterance or glance. First Folio Joe Foust is always a pleasure to watch and his portrayal as Dr. Watson is no different. Foust and McKillip complement each so well in this production, it would be difficult to cast the roles any better. The play also gets a lift from Belinda Bremner who shines as Holmes dependable housekeeper, Mrs. Hudson, as well as Rene Ruelas who plays Inspector Lestrade. Lydia Hiller makes her First Folio stage debut as ‘Liza’ and makes a splash with a very solid performance. Hiller has worked with First Folio in the past where she adapted and wrote lyrics for the theatre company’s production of ‘Shew’d!’

Adding to the thrill of this play is its venue. Mayslake Peabody Estate in Oakbrook is the perfect home for ‘Sherlock’s Last Case’; the mansion seemingly coming out of Holmes’ mystery itself. We can easily imagine Holmes and Watson strolling through its vast hallways and perusing the many books in its perfectly-weathered library.

A well-designed set and along with era-perfect costumes successfully takes us back in time to the late 1800’s. This is thanks to Angela Weber Miller (Scenic Design), Rachel Lambert (Costume Design) and a very capable production team.

‘Sherlock’s Last Case’ is a wonderful theatre experience that is sure to absorb all kinds of theatregoers, especially those in search of a good mystery.

Highly recommended.

‘Sherlock’s Last Case’ is being performed at Mayslake Peabody Estate in Oakbrook through November 3rd. For tickets and/or more information visit www.fisrtfolio.org.

This Halloween season the Rough House Theater brings a very different haunted house experience to the Chopin Theatre. Written by Mark Maxwell and Clara Saxe, under the direction of Mike Oleon, The Silence in Harrow House is an updated version of last year’s production called The Walls of Harrow House, but with new puppets and new stories. 

The creators of the show take us on a self-guided tour of the house of a reclusive architect Milton Harrow, who has some bizarre experimental ideas of the world and what it should look like. His house is inhabited by hideously disfigured life-size mutants. They lurk in corners and tiny enclosures, slowly making their appearances; they make scary sounds and communicate messages to visitors (the audience), who are encouraged to wander around the space and interact with the creatures. All of the residents of the house, including the host, are portrayed by monstrous puppets animated by the actors (puppet design by Grace Needlman). Masked and dressed in all black, the puppeteers are nearly invisible, but for the sake of entertainment, it’s helpful to completely ignore them during the show.  

The show starts out pretty mellow, but the intensity does pick up half-way through, as the music gets creepier and creatures’ loud screams and banning get louder. Cool music and awesome sound effects (sound design by Corey Smith) intensify to unnerving levels at times, and prove a great tool that could’ve been utilized even more, as it has great potential to frighten the audience. I wouldn’t mind, really, it is a haunted house after all! But it is a fun show, and definitely worth checking out. With stunning puppet crafting by Vincent Adler, Anna Ogilvie and Severed Hand and masterful puppeteering by Felix Mayesand Lucia Mier, The Silence in Harrow House is being performed at Chopin Theatre through November 10th.  

So, remember a while back, when I took my kindergarten daughter with me to review the American Girl Doll Musical? No? Well, I wish I didn’t remember it, either. But I do. And I learned two lessons from it in the time since.

First, before the show started, my daughter was just as delighted to take her doll Violet, who is the Target-brand version of an American Girl doll, to see the American Girl Doll Store across the way. While there, I heard a girl in the store point out that Violet wasn’t a real American Girl doll, to which my daughter just shrugged and gave Violet a hug and told her she loved her. And right then I realized I love my little girl for being that kind of person who loves something unconditionally, warts and all. Maybe I’ve done something right.

And the second thing I learned that night was, as soon as I walked into that theater, I realized I’d done something very, very wrong. I wasn’t the target audience. But my daughter and all the other little girls in the seats were the target audience, and they were thrilled and delighted and entertained by what this old man thought was a bunch of snake-oil-salesmanship.

I was reminded of that second lesson this past Friday evening at the opening of the Factory Theater’s Oh Sh#t! It’s Haunted! I wasn’t the target audience. Nope. The target audience is indeed an old man, but an actual old man (I just play one here on the internet and after 8pm on weeknights). And he’s an old man from Chicago, which I’m not. And he’s an old Chicagoan who’s Polish and likes jokes about Polish stuff and likes Peter Cetera and likes jokes about Peter Cetera. That guy is the Oh Sh#t! It’s Haunted! target audience, I thought as I sat there, unsmiling, wondering when the Scooby-Doo spoof I’d been expecting was going to yank the mask off and reveal itself.

But then I looked around at everyone else there — the Factory’s cozy stage and cozier seating makes for the audience being as intimate with one another as they are the actors who I worried would trip over the feet of the folks in the front row — and I noticed that a good portion of them — all ages, all backgrounds — were cracking up and having a blast.

A big reason for that was that the cast seemed to be having a blast, especially Timothy C. Amos, who played Pa Aldrichzewski, the very kind of dad-joke-telling, kielbasa-chomping, Peter-Cetera-namedropping Chicago old guy who I pictured as the target audience. Christy Arington played Pa’s wife, Ma, and the two of them would be perfect for some kind of 1970s Polish Good Times or All in the Family or something. They looked their parts, too, thanks to Rachel Sypniewski’s costuming (she also nailed 50s sweetheart looks for Jose Cervantes and Raven Nichole, and a ghostly Jimi Hendrix played by Michael Jones). This was a total night for character actors, with Eric Frederickson’s looming Peter Jasonczevik landing somewhere between a spook and an Eastern European villain you’d see being dispatched on the big screen by James Bond or Liam Neeson or Keanu Reeves, and Stacie Barra’s needle-nosed, preening, scoffing real estate villainess stealing any scene she strutted into.

So, yeah, I get that the enthusiastic and eager cast earned both the audience’s attention and admiration, but I guess it was the play itself I just didn’t get. There were some Scooby-riffic music cues, and a haunted house and a ghost story and a gang, I guess, in there somewhere, too. But I guess I just wasn’t the target audience for what the Factory’s ensemble was trying to do with Scott OKen’s play. Apparently, most of the rest of the crowd was, leaving me remembering the first lesson I learned way back on my American Girl evening — maybe they’re all the understanding, accepting, loving little girls who can love something warts and all, while I’m the prissy little sourpuss pointing out those warts. In that case, if you enjoy humor that leans toward Chicago (the land and Peter Cetera’s band) and the Polish, then you just might enjoy Factory Theater’s Oh Sh#t! It’s Haunted!, running through November 9. If not, then maybe join me and the rest of the party poopers while we watch some old Scooby-Doo reruns, so long as it’s before 8pm.