Last month, I walked into Woolly Mammoth a half-hour before a showing of the hilarious political farce The Totalitarians, and my eye started twitching. Ticketholders were chit-chatting and milling around with beers in the theater's lobby, but it didn't look like a lobby. It looked like a campaign office"half-drunk Red Bull cans, slogan brainstorming sessions, [...]
SOURCE: Washington City Paper at 11:47AM on July 14, 2014