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Monday, September 5, 2011

Pig Iron’s Twelfth Night is true to Shakespeare (a good thing), and truly Pig Iron (a very good thing). This girl-disguised-as-boy romantic comedy soars under Dan Rothenberg’s direction, with near-constant onstage accompaniment by Rosie Langabeer’s gypsy musicians, and remarkably clear, incisive, smart performances by all. I’ve never seen a Feste so caustic, cryptic, yet cuddly as Scott Greer, and James Sugg’s Keith Richards in a pink suit breathes new life into drunken Sir Toby. Maiko Matsushima’s set includes a quarter-pipe slide that adds to the fun — but after all the laughs, something elegant remains. Pure magic.

Through Sept. 17, $25, Suzanne Roberts Theatre, 480 S. Broad St. MORE INFO HERE.

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