The inmates of the asylum of Charenton seem to be taking over the New York stage. This season Hair, Tom Paine and now Futz!, which opened Off-Broadway last week, have provided farcical variations on the mood and style of Marat/Sade. The moans and hisses of the patients have become a crescendo of grunts, screams and belches that resembles feeding time at the zoo. The naked backside of Marat seems to have emboldened a score of males and females to face the audience topless and bottomless, an unforeseen threat to costume designers. The...
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