I saw Frankenstein at the Woodford Theatre Company in Versailles, Kentucky last night.
I was spooked.
This production is an excellent reminder that local theater can get it right.
There’s death by every manner imaginable — hanging, gunshot, strangulation, beatings — and they all look amazingly real. Give credit to the special effects designer and crew, and a cast that ‘dies on stage’ in the best way possible.
This is a serious translation of the original text — no campy Frank send-up here — and you have one more night to experience it.
Oh, and if you wonder about that one guy’s bloody, mangled face?
Red velvet cake. (I asked.)