Eldritch Theatre’s stock-in-trade is small scale, bizarro spectacle. It’s devised specifically for the quirky coziness of a venue like their home, the Red Sandcastle Theatre. I wouldn’t want it any other way, of course, yet it’s sort of a shame that the immense talents of all involved can only be experienced by a certain limited number of people at any given time. I’ve sung Eric Woolfe’s praises many times over and this latest venture, Night at the Grand Guignol, which he wrote and directed, fits snugly into his cartoonishly macabre wheelhouse. It’s glorious, truly, and features some genuinely virtuoso comedic performances. Continue Reading

