But last night, Jac Alder said in his curtain speech that it felt like they were starting over – not just the season, but the whole theater – with Mary Zimmerman’s Metamorphoses. It’s pretty magical: beautifully acted, both hilarious and poignant, with a mythical script (much of it straight from Ovid) and a three-depth pool built into the center of Theatre Three’s space. I have some minor reservations, but I’ve never seen anything quite like it, probably because the water so clearly becomes the element of transformation.
So – everybody needs to see this one. Last night was packed, and I suspect it will be for the whole run.