Casey is immune to awkwardness; he’s the kind of bloke who keeps digging so far into a hole that when he finally ploughs through to the other side you are helplessly laughing. He is the best man you are silently willing to stop speaking before he ruins the wedding, crossed with the buddy you want to cheer on.
Elja rarely misses a beat in her stagework; however, to sustain a show of this nature it requires that the performer be a very strong singer, and Elja is not flawless.
As [Dawson Nichols] shuffles onto the stage in the dim light of a flickering lantern and softly whispers, “I think I might be Edgar Allen Poe,” you know you are about to be transported to a hauntingly strange, poignantly dark, and fiercely funny world.
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