Anti-Valentine’s Day Recommendations
It’s Valentine’s Day. AGAIN.
If you’re not a fan, may we suggest a few productions distinctly not in the hearts and roses spirit:
If all you want for Valentine’s Day is to stare at some finely toned abs, you can’t do better than the Signature Theater’s Kung Fu, the story of Bruce Lee, written by David Henry Hwang, and starring magnetic newcomer Cole Horbie.
Receiving letters from your dead spouse, whether that’s a good or a bad thing depends on your perspective. A perspective that shifts with some frequency in Ken Urban’s new play The Correspondent at Rattlestick Playwrights Theater.
There’s not an ounce of romance in My Daughter Keeps Our Hammer at The Flea. It’s the story of a seriously dysfunctional mother and her two daughters and is everything Valentine’s Day is not: dark, gory, twisted, and just extended to late February.
Spoiler Alert for this nearly 100-year old play, Rebecca Hall has an affair with a shirtless Morgan Spector and kills her husband in the end, that’s Machinal from the Roundabout Theatre.