When the lights come up, Death, impersonated by an ominous, stone-faced Matthew Pauli, stands center stage, softly playing a ukulele. Death, who is biding his time, often grinning, even leering, stalks with a cane through just about every scene and takes delight in lovers’ quarrels and family friction. It’s a directorial choice; a Shirley Serotsky [...]
SOURCE: DC Theatre Scene at 11:23AM on February 6, 2012