Hang on to your comb-over because the theatrical Trump storm is now approaching gale force.
Hartford Stage’s recent revival of George Bernard Shaw’s Heartbreak House dressed that play’s pathetic bully character in a bright yellow wig. Robert Schenkkan’s Building the Wall imagined President Trump’s presiding over a near-term dystopia of immigrant concentration camps. Opening soon is a shrewdly timed adaptation of George Orwell’s 1984; Michael Moore arrives later this summer blowing Broadway-size spitballs at the White House.
Must I also mention Faust 3: The Turd Coming, or The Fart of the Deal, a satire of Trump performed by a company of clowns?