But by that time, She and He are back humping likejackrabbits, much to the despair of her husband, the wrath of theirdisgusted daughter Angela, and yet going over the head of He’s fiancéeLaurie (Butiu), whose only comment coming into their destroyed Manhattanflat with groceries and finding our heroes in bed together is about theplay they just closed.
The DeLorenzo Touch is everywhere, from the presentation’s suitablybroad stokes written right into the material to more subtle stagepictures, such as an actor waiting to make an entrance behind flimsyprop French doors with his arms resting limply through the nonexistentwindows.


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