Granted, it wasn't seamless. The gray skin tones tended to rub off around shirt sleeves collars and fingertips. Mouth interiors were still vibrantly pink or red. But after a few minutes, it actually worked very well. And the inevitable moment when a character (now embroiled in passions) returns to stage in full blazing color packs a surprising emotional punch.

I especially enjoyed Kenjamin Lafayette as Sir Toby Belch (convincingly fat, drunk and obnoxious despite some borderline prosthetics), Alex Metalsky as Feste (doing a great Chaplin) and Laura Chatrand as Maria (loads of fun as a brusque 1920s dame). Best of all was Brenda Kempf as Viola/Cesario, who struck a perfect balance between masculine and feminine as Cesario and had the perfect touch when breaking the fourth wall in comedic double-takes).
It's still playing through next weekend. If you have a chance, go see it!
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