I hate to have to say it, but I am so over Shakespeare. It was my college major, and theaters do it with the regularity of The Nutcracker at Christmastime, and frankly, I’m barded out.
Which is not to say I am directing my overall frustration specifically at Kitchen Dog Theater’s current production of Macbeth. At 100 un-intermissioned minutes, it’s a quick dart through the castles of Scotland — almost too quick. At heart, it’s a ghost story with witches and specters and lots of blood … only no blood here, and not a lot of mood. (The design is a convoluted modernization of urban guerrillas — Che Guevara meets Patty Hearst. Didn’t work.) But the problem is not really with the production, which kept my interest though never truly engaged me; the problem is doing it at all. Let’s declare a moratorium on iambic pentameter for two years. Even a great meal needs a palate cleanser.
— Arnold Wayne Jones
Through March 5. KitchenDogTheater.com
This article appeared in the Dallas Voice print edition Feb. 11, 2011.
This is the most pathetic review I’ve ever read. Seriously– the fact that you can even qualify yourself as a critic by basically saying “Shakespeare is stupid. I have the attention span of a gnat” is RIDICULOUS. No, MACBETH is NOT a “ghost story” with witches and specters and blood. it’s a story about ambition and obsession and a million other things you were clearly too daft to pick up on because there weren’t enough shirtless men in the cast to hold your attention. Ridiculous. I’m an avid reader of the Voice, but this review was nothing short of embarrassing for you. Shame on you for setting the bar so low.